I loathe hormones. How much of this defiance and attitude is just plain adolescence, and how much is TR's illness??
We had another big blowup on Tuesday night. His screaming & yelling scared his sister so much. The way he treats us, his parents is abominable. Yet no amount of discipline works. Most people do not understand this. I guess it's to be expected as they don't have experience with it, but it still gets old, having people give us the 'Dr. Phil' advice of stripping his room down to a mattress... As if we haven't done it. When he gets in a mood, nothing phases him; you can't communicate with him.
He didn't speak to his Dad for 2 days, feeling like HE was wronged. Incredible. Sometimes I worry about his seemingly lack of empathy.
Showing posts with label screaming at the top of his lungs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label screaming at the top of his lungs. Show all posts
Monday, March 10, 2008
It's been a long day's week
Posted by Nissa at 1:18 PM 2 comments
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