On the back of what was one of the best days I'd had in a long time, I had one of the worst I've had for a long time yesterday. I really wanted to reach out here and find some support but I was too scared to. I struggled a lot throughout the day.
It started when my kid sent me a distressed sounding message before school to let me know a news crew was at the front of their school and had approached them with a camera for an interview. They had said no and tried to get away but were scared they'd be filmed anyway. After I had spoken with kid and helped them settle down, I flipped and went into bonkers action mode. I called everyone I could think of to try and have it worked out. My feelings went totally offline and I did as much as I could to prevent them appearing on TV in their uniform. It was crackers (I was crackers). As soon as I had it as sorted out as I could, I was completely flooded with feelings. I spent the rest of the day in a giant mess trying to ride it out until I got to a counselling appointment I had planned in the afternoon.
I was scared, sad, feeling very alone and so angry. When I spoke with the news people I asked how the heck it was OK for them to film children without parent consent. I was given the most infuriating response of "it's our right to". They told me that they're not allowed to enter a school ground but that filming kids on the footpath out the front was OK. It doesn't seem OK to me at all and I'm sure it wouldn't seem OK to any one of the way too many women and children who have experienced what we have. I am baffled as to how that's OK. It makes no sense to me. Something has to change there but I don't know where to even start with that.
My fight response wanted to do bad things to the news people and my flight response wanted me to bundle my kids up and drive to the middle of nowhere to hide. It took so much to not act on either and to instead sit with it waiting for sensible brain to kick in. I completely melted in counselling and it helped a lot to sit safely in that space.
The whole day brought up my experience with having life going so well and then being taken all away in an instant. It showed me I can never get too comfortable. I felt the feelings I used to have all the time but rarely have now, and it was yuck. It also reminded me of the helpless feeling reality that no matter how much I do to protect us there will only ever be so much I can do and so much I can control, and that maybe it won't be enough. I was shattered by it all.
I felt sick waiting to see what came of it. I could see where kid had been but they'd been cut out of the footage which felt like a massive relief. I'm OK today but I have lingering sad feelings and unsettled feelings. I think I wanted to share as it sucks to live a life kind of in hiding and I don't want to hide here too like I felt I had to do yesterday.