MFT 2/ Final Class

Conversation with Logan

"And what did the psychologist say?", Katie asked me when she just came home from school and put her backpack in a corner of the living room. I didn't need to deny the professional's words and told her the truth. "Kendall is not well and it can get worse," I replied and she looked at me with concern. "I know, because I see him every day sitting in his room alone and sad on his bed or just crying," she explained and my heart ached at those words. My son is crying because of me. His own mother, because I had ended his relationship. "Did the psychologist find anything else that wasn't obvious yet?" she asked, sitting down at the dining room table. "He talked to me about Logan and said I should talk to him about the situation sometime. Only Mr. Miller doesn't know what the connection is between the two of them," I summarized briefly. "So, are you going to talk to Logan?" she asked tensely. "I don't know Katie. On one hand I feel really sorry for Kendall on the other hand I'm still mad at Logan," I replied. "Mom, you should. Kendall is suffering a lot from the breakup and he wants nothing more than to hold his steady boyfriend in his arms again and kiss him. He really loves him a lot," she mentioned, making me think again. "Mr. Mitchell is really cool and totally fine. You're actually lucky that Kendall has such a responsible boyfriend by his side," she said with a smile. "Is that really how you feel about him, or are you just lying to me in favor of Kendall?", I asked seriously, not always sure about Katie's statements. "Mom, once you get to know Logan better, you'll see him with a whole different set of eyes. I don't know him that well myself, but the way Kendall talks about him, he seems like a good person."

Logan's POV:

Furthermore, I was listlessly in my apartment and thought from day to day. I did not like to leave the apartment the last time. I neglected my hygiene a little bit and didn't feel like shaving my face. The only reason why I left the apartment was because of Shadow. I had to go for a walk with him, as well as shopping and then immediately back home. Presley and James were already worried about what was going on with me when I told them the whole story. This was a week ago. Without Kendall and without a job, I felt so empty. So useless. I had nothing left to do and now I had been lying on my couch for two weeks watching TV shows all day. I didn't really want to eat anything and so you could see from my body that I had already lost a little weight. The change was not big, but the weight loss could be dangerous in the long run. To the best of my knowledge, I was in a mild depression. I had no suicidal thoughts and did not need antidepressants yet. However, if this came upon me, I would not care about any of this. I had nothing left to lose.

Four days later

Mrs. Knight's POV:

Days passed and I saw what the health consequences were for Kendall. His lack of hygiene had already had consequences on his body. On some parts of his body he was already so scratched up that eczema had already formed. I tried to take care of them as good as I could, but from day to day I found more and more. In the last two weeks he lost quite a bit of weight and was already about five kilos lighter. Mr. Miller also noticed this and urgently advised me to finally talk to Mr. Mitchell. I had to make sure that the two of them would find each other again before Kendall would suffer any serious consequences. I managed to get myself together and drove the car to Logan's apartment. Although I had only been here once, the address was burned into my memory. Boulevardstraße 56, Block 2 Top 1. Numerous traffic lights were on my way and again I had to think of many possible scenarios. What if Logan won't let me in? Will he have already come to terms with the situation and no longer have any interest in Kendall? Or did he suffer so much that he took his own life? Situations I would rather not think about now, yet were always floating around in my head. When I thought about it, I realized that I had already arrived at my destination. I could feel my heart beating faster with excitement and I was getting nervous. By now I knew that this was my only way out to get my son out of his depression and so everything would be like before. I couldn't see him like this anymore. So sad and depressed.