A scared little boy

Ever since the terrifying moth incident in my father’s car, Titus has become a lot more sensitive to his surroundings and scaring himself with his own imagination.

While I used to be able to cook peacefully in the kitchen while he entertains himself in the living room, these days I have to step away from the stove every few seconds to pacify him.

I tried bringing his favourite chair into the kitchen, and urged him to sit there and play with his toys while watching me. He tearfully refused.

This morning, he clung to my legs, screaming, “Moth!” There were of course no moths in the house.

It took me an hour just to cut up some veg for frying. 

I don’t know how to help him, and can only hug and comfort him while praying that this phase will pass soon.


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