Hi fellas it’s Sheila back at it again to talk about Riley’s issues.

Riley came back yesterday from school and shaved. It took him FORTY-FIVE MINUTES. I asked him why, and he said that his hair is too coarse. I called him a retard under my breath and sent his father, Jacob, for him to help.

Riley “knows” how to shave, according to himself. He said that he is alright and asked to leave the room after his father said that he didn’t know how and that he had a learning disability. Jacob had to pull Riley back into the bathroom and Riley behaved immediately. Sometimes, he needs that extra push.

At 2 AM I heard noises from Riley’s room that sounded like thud thud thud, I thought that he was up playing on his Switch. I silently entered the room and he was nude, having intercourse with his plush toy, with a Fleshlight in an opening at the crotch area.

I found a Fleshlight in Riley’s bookbag and he said he didn’t know what that was. Riley recently purchased a plush fox, sometimes I have to remind Riley to act his age but he reassures me that he doesn’t do it around other people, only himself. His siblings don’t know it either. I told them anyway, in case they find him acting up or as he says: “being himself”.

I asked Riley to tell me why, or I would send him to the hospital. He said he felt lonely and miserable. I tried teaching him that boys shouldn’t be doing those things, but he said he could because he’s fifteen. He then replied that he would throw away the toy, but keep wanking anytime he felt like. I asked if he would do it at school, and he said “Don’t even go there mom! You’re way out of your territory!”

I told him that God would damn him of he kept doing that before announcing that he would be instituionalized when he turns eighteen.

I was like “School is not out of my territory, I can go there when I please!” Riley replied “that’s not what I meant at all, of course I won’t go on a wanking spree at school! And yes, you could come at anytime, it’s not like want to stop you even if I could.”

I heard sobbing as I left the room.

That’s life, kiddo. Cheer up.