Project 365: Day 35

Darius got into a fight with one of his "friends" which is rare for him. Darius rarely fights. The phrase "I'm a lover, not a fighter" should be his motto. My poor baby is hurt and my heart aches for him. I can't tell if he hurts more physically or emotionally. His ego is bruised and I hate that. My boy is usually all proud and confident. He hates that it happened in front of most of his friends but at least he manned up and took the challenge. No one else would. I am pissed! My mother bear instinct is screaming!! I want to run over to that boy's house and totally unman him. I am Sheba! Here me roar!! Mess with my cub and I will kick your ass!! But, that will not happen. I can't embarass him even more. I can just be here for him and help him with the pain. All of it.