Depression/ anxiety one shots

Mothers worry ( tw sh⚠️)

I had called my kid to let them know I would be home about an hour late from work because a meeting went long and they didn't answer me so I just left a voicemail and sent a text.

When I did eventually get home I saw no sight of them.

"Blake sweetie I'm home! Whatcha up to?" I called and went to check their room for them.

The room was empty so I decided to go check upstairs.

" Blake seriously you gotta not listen to music so loud!" I yelled out not angrily, just trying to catch their attention.

I noticed that the hall bathroom door was shut so I went and knocked on it. There was no answer.

" Blake seriously now I'm worried. Please open up!" I yelled and banged on the door louder.

There was still no answer so I reached above the door and grabbed the key where it always was and unlocked the door myself. As it swung open I saw my teenager lying past out on the floor, with cuts covering their body.

" Oh my god baby, oh my god." I yelled and tried to shake them awake which to my avail did work.

" It's okay baby, it's okay." I cried holding them in my arms as they came to.

I helped sit them up against the wall and took a quick glance at all their wounds. There were a lot but they weren't too deep so I gave them a choice.

" Alright sweetie, so having previous medical experience I don't find it vital I take you into the hospital at this moment but I will take you no questions ask right now if you feel you want or need to. What do you want?" I asked trying to stop my tears and be strong.

" I want to stay here." They said as tears started forming in their eyes.

" Okay, that's what we'll do then. Anything changes in symptoms we go in though." I said.

" Alright I'm just gonna use this wash cloth and clean you up." I said and they started to cry.

" I'm so sorry baby, let me know if I'm not being gentle enough okay?" I said and Blake nodded.

" What happened? Has this happened before? Please talk to me Blake." I said as I got out some antibiotic ointment, gauze, and tape.

" Yes. It's been a few months. Nothing happened. I have a problem and I'm so sorry Mom. I'm so sorry."They started to sob tears of shame and hurt and I just felt so helpless to make it better.

" Shh shh, it's okay. I'm not mad at you sweetie. I'm gonna find you some help I promise you that." I said and held them in a hug until they pulled away.

" Hold out your arms for me, nice and straight." I said so I could start applying the gauze and taping it down.

" Alright that's good, now let's get you up onto the stool so I can get your legs bandaged too." I said and helped them up from the ground.

I fixed up the cuts on their legs just as I had on their arms.

" All done kid." I said and helped them up from the stool once more.

I had them sit with me on the couch as we went downstairs.

" Okay we have a lot to talk about. Are you up for that?" I asked trying to not further their trauma.

" Yes." Blake replied and nodded.

" Okay so I need to know what you used, if you usually clean yourself up after, and if there's any other thoughts or actions you have, take, or want to take. What I'd like to know is what started this and how I can be of more help to you because I don't think you were planning on telling me this huh?" I asked.

They shook their head at my last question.

" A blade, no not usually, no there's nothing else mom. I promise to tell you if there is." They said.

" Okay so I mean of course I want this to stop but if it does happen again you call me right away until I pick up okay? You are my number one priority over anything else in my life kid." I said semi- firmly.

" I don't know why exactly I started. I just did one day. And I dunno, maybe just check in with me." They answered the wants I had listed.

" Of course I'll be checking in sweetie. I love you so much and taking care of your safety and happiness is number one." I said.

" I love you too." Blake said as they layed their head on my shoulder and watched a show with me until they fell asleep.