My kid did something very unsafe. He was not going to the before school program when I was dropping him off in the morning. I found out today. It's been going on for about a month. He won't tell me what he's been doing, but even if he's been just wandering around the school grounds, it's just not safe, obviously. There's nobody around at that hour if something goes wrong or someone tries to victimize him.

I got hurt with this kind of thing when I was a kid.

I was so upset with him tonight I couldn't even talk to him or look at him. I have been so afraid since finding this out. I don't want him to live through what was done to me. I'm trying not to think about this, but I can't help projecting the horrors I lived through onto him. It's like I'm desperate to stop him from making the mistake I did -- even though I know it wasn't my fault.

My reaction to him and this whole thing is making me shut down emotionally, but I can still feel my heart pounding. It hurts and I'm afraid.

mtd