Worrying About Bear

I'm not worried worried about bear, but I'm sort of worried. There's all sorts of confusion going on and bear thrives on knowing what is going to happen at school. Unfortunately everything is still up in the air. Additionally, they are having a school assembly with the Samaritans tomorrow and I'm concerned. 

I remember, back sometime in the Stone Age, taking A levels and there is a lot of pressure. There's even more going on in this sort of college because it's people who are planning on going to fancy universities. What is more, it's the sort of college that collects pupils with driven parents. 

We're not particularly driven parents. DH and I tend to trail along in bear's wake only understanding the outline of what he is doing. However, from what bear says, some parents are supportive and some are more like, well, driven. 

Bear seems to be lightly stressed. He likes to know what's being taught and in what order, primarily so he can watch YouTube for lectures, read textbooks and do a few practice questions beforehand. I'm concentrating on keeping him stocked with his favourite food and snacks and letting him get on with it. I listen to him regularly for hours as he works through his niggles about school. He continues to be an absolute sweetie to me. 

But the college is having the Samaritans visit! 

At least there is some recognition that it's potentially stressful and it's better that there are visits from the Samaritans than some sort of tragedy, but I wish it wasn't needed. Bear finishes his exams in the middle of next June and will get the results I think in the second week of August. It's going to be a long haul.