toxic: round 3

we're angry. no, we're furious. we're distressed. we're feeling lost.

i was showering with mr smear this evening when he touched something and suddenly remembered a large bruise on his hip, which apparently was caused by a rock being thrown at him by a new kid who's been griefing him for weeks. this, after he came home today covered from head to foot in sand complaining that another kid had dumped it all over him after he'd asked him to stop.

we don't know what's going on, but we do know that something's very wrong if the people we're entrusting with our child aren't telling us things before he is. and we're obviously still smarting from friday's emergency.

whatever's happening, mr smear's been feeling unsafe and we haven't registered that until tonight, although in retrospect his recent reluctance to go to school should have raised a red flag. so tomorrow morning we're off to the school to confront his teacher, but there's already been a breach of trust and i don't know what the fuck she's going to say that's going to make any of this better.

one thing's for sure, though, if we don't leave with a good feeling then he's coming home with us, and that'll be the end of that story.