I called child services because my daughter told me her friend was being abused by her father. I spoke the girl first and told her it wasn't her fault, she deserved to be safe, and I was reporting it with her (preferred) or without her. They interviewed her two days ago. Yesterday the authorities called me and asked to interview my daughter because the girl admitted to it generally but wouldn't give them any details (therefore they had no case). Then my daughter is told that she should have kept her big mouth shut and the girl's mother doesn't believe her. Tomorrow my daughter and I are meeting with the authorities. I am scared, scared for this girl, scared for my daughter and how she will feel about herself, scared for telling (I think this is more about my story but he feels wrong to tell).
Tonight I go to my session and I had already told my T what was going on by email. He starts to tell me he is sorry it is so difficult for me and my daughter. I start crying and I hide under a blanket. I am so ashamed. I hate the way I look. I hate when I am crying so much. I spent the rest of the session under the blanket. I wrote more about how I felt on my blog but the quick summary is I don't think I can go back to my T. He just left me behind the blanket. I know he says he cares but he can't help me. Therapy has made a very difficult week even harder.
I would really appreciate some support because tomorrow is going to be very difficult even if I manage to not think about T and whether I should quit.