This morning was the worst morning since I came to work for Thor. Matthew became upset and lay on the tiled floor banging his head off of it. When I tried to intervene, he hit me instead. I’m pretty sure I have a shiner, and I have some scrapes and bruises from him clawing at my arms while I tried to keep him safe, but mostly I have a heavy and disappointed heart. In moments like this, I feel like I’m failing him.
