Just sitting here

This is so bizarre.

I am sitting in my chair with my computer because I don't feel safe going to sleep until after the slamming of doors stops.

He came up here a minute ago and said, as though nothing had happened, "So how are you feeling Yondalla?"

And I wondered if it was safe to be honest. I said, "Well, I'm a little sad that you are leaving."

"Well, I have to go. I have lost more things than I have gained here. I can't risk any more of my possessions like this."

"And I am feeling disappointed that that is your attitude."

"Well, it is not my fault everything is getting ruined! I said before that I didn't want to be here. I need to find my WoW disks, do you know where they are?"

"Frankie, it is time for you to go to bed."

"I'm not sleepy."

"Well, I am tired, and I don't think I can sleep while you are prowling the house. I need for you to go to your room."

"WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM GOING TO DO???"

"Frankie, go to bed."

"And that is another reason why I have to get out of here! You are all so damn paranoid! I can't stand it here..." (Ranting continues as he goes down the stairs.)

I think it is safe to go to bed. He has only destroyed his own property, not any one else's. His right hand is scabbed over from slamming it into the box of stuff, but no one else is physically injured or was even threatened.

I'll wait another half hour to see if he starts prowling again.

I don't want to spend another night in the ER with him. I hope he calms down and does nothing worse than destroy his own property.

Oh... I did write the social worker and told her that I did not feel that I could keep him safe and that Brian no longer felt safe living with him.