HowMuchLonger
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Hi everyone,
I've been lurking these forums for a few months now...decided to join. A little about my family (hopefully my sig works!). Together with husband for 20 yrs, he's bio dad to all 3 of my sons (17, 10 and 9). We both come from very messy backgrounds...substance/child abuse. Mental disorders (both diagnosed and undiagnosed). I'm pretty sure my mother was bipolar, unfortunately she never sought help and is now living out of the country with no ties to myself or siblings. Anyhow, I saw another member say their background was "toxic soup" lol...that pretty much sums it up! We once had a doctor (with a very bad sense of humour..luckily husband and I have the same bad sense!) ask if we ever chatted before procreating lol. I know to some that would be HORRIBLE..but we found it amusing!
Anyhow, my reason for joining is difficult child 2 - 9 year old hell on wheels. I don't have tons of personal support...and the close friends I do have..well, I just can't let them in if that makes sense. I'm embarrassed and ashamed and guilt-ridden over what has been transpiring the past 3 years. I jsut need an outlet, a vent, possibly some advice from those that ARE there or have BEEN there. I'm tired of the "helpful" 20 year olds fresh out of school that don't have a child much less one like this that are just spouting what they've read in their textbooks.
To live this life is FAR different from learning about it...
My family is being slowly but surely torn apart by this little boy. My marriage has come close to collapse, my oldest son HATES his youngest brother and my middle son constantly worries about his younger brother. My husband really feels difficult child 2 needs a boot in the butt, and soap in the mouth. I'm at a loss and feel i've tried "it all" All the while the youngest son walks through life without a care in the world while the rest of us lay awake at night waiting for the next meltdown. It's so unfair and unreasonable and i'm just exhausted. I've had to seek help myself and am currently taking anti-depressants/anti-anxiety medications (I hate every minute of that....) I am also looking at getting some counselling...just myself...i'm DONE all the group stuff where half the parents biggest complaints are because their kid won't do his homework .. ahh if only it were so simple. I jsut feel I'm miles away from them.
difficult child 2 has been an issue from day one. Always very busy, curious, touchy feely, never sit still, and made it very clear when he was ticked off. Our problems started around age 6/7. Started small (arguements at school, not wanting to do homework, breaking rules at school). It lead to a bunch of suspensions - which did nothing for him. These behaviours escalated and came out at home eventually. Swearing at teachers, fighting, ripping up work "you can't make me" "what are you going to do about it" blah blah etc etc. He actually brought a knife to school one day and almost got himself expelled. He claims he found it and had no intentions of using it (i dont know to be honest...) I did several parenting workshops including "dealing with oppositional children", signed him up for a skills program which he "graduated" from with flying colours (pfft). Got children's Aid (i'm in Canada) involved, psychologists, walk in clinics, pediatricians, school intellectual assessments done, social workers, you name it, we've done it or had them involved. He even just finished an intensive 7 wk out of school program that focused only on behavioural skills....To what avail...N O T H I N G
He was diagnosed about 7 months ago with ADHD and tried a few medications before being put on adderall - which definitely is helping but his mood swings are getting more frequent and more violent/heightened. Today he in a totally calm voice informed me he wasn't taking his medications, nor going to school. I did my best to disengage and give him time to get on the ball. I called u[p a few times "get dressed" "come down"..."yeah" he responded but never did. Then he got really silly...yelling out "pee pee poo poo" and taking pictures off my walls and saying "do you like this...I PAINTED IT HAHAHAHA"...sounds pretty tame right...but the look in his eyes/on his face and his tone was just creepy and weird. I will admmit he knows how much silliness bothers his dad and I and sometimes he does it just to tick us off...so it could've been that..I dont know. Anyhow I had to send difficult child 1 off to school by himself cause I knew the meltdown was coming and sure enough it did.
"F* YOU, F* THIS, YOU UGLY B*, YOU CANT MAKE ME, SCREW YOU...i'm sure you've all heard it. he pushed past me a few times trying to get out of the house, I wouldnt let him. asked him to calm down in his room and then we'll talk. I spent the next 40 mins trying to hold his door closed and then eh started threatening to go out the window...now we're pretty much wrestling (SIGH how did it come to this???) to keep him from going out the window, then the door, then the window. I tried to call my husband, no luck. Ended up calling a social worker and then an emergency contact number for kids in crisis. The lady talked to me a few mins then asked to talk to difficult child 2. /by now he's called me every name in the book, trashed his room, ripped up books etc. Gets on the phone with this lady he's never met/talked to and is nice as PIE. I wanted to rip his little head off She tells him all the same stuff i've been trying to and then they have a nice little chat..how nice for you two.
She asked him to get ready for school...so he did (wow). Then she talks to me again, advising me to take him to a doctor, go to parenting classes, read this, that..make a sticker chart (do you know HOW FAR BEYOND sticker charts we are??).
I am pretty much ready to give up on this. I've had to quit 2 jobs because of this kid, and we ended up having to go bankrupt. I've given up everything professionally, and socially (noone will babysit him). I don't see any light at the end of this tunnel. I cry myself to sleep 6 nights out of 7...i wrack my brain...what did i do wrong, what didn't i do right, where did it all go downhill.
I really do love him, but feel like I walk on eggshells and wait for the next big explosion. I've lost all confidence in my parenting abilities...affecting how I parent my other two (luckily they're good boys and are staying on track). I go to be thinking about him, walk up in the night dreaming about him and walk up in the morning dreading waking him up. I constantly feel sick to my stomach as soon as he gets "the look" or "the tone" I almost feel like I'm either going to throw up or poop my pants. I'm a grown woman for goodness sakes and i'm afraid of a 9 year old
I dont even knw what i've written here..its all so jumbled in my head and the mroe i type and recall the more tears are flowing and I dont want to cry anymore....i just want him to stop this. If you knew me in real life you'[d be shocked that i'm thinking of giving up my child to foster care (or whoever the heck will take him). I was always the mom bringing in cupcakes, going on class trips, where the neighbourhood kids come to play...now i'm just a weepy sobbing mess.
UGH..thanks for the vent...school's almost out I need to dry the tears and get ready for round 2
I've been lurking these forums for a few months now...decided to join. A little about my family (hopefully my sig works!). Together with husband for 20 yrs, he's bio dad to all 3 of my sons (17, 10 and 9). We both come from very messy backgrounds...substance/child abuse. Mental disorders (both diagnosed and undiagnosed). I'm pretty sure my mother was bipolar, unfortunately she never sought help and is now living out of the country with no ties to myself or siblings. Anyhow, I saw another member say their background was "toxic soup" lol...that pretty much sums it up! We once had a doctor (with a very bad sense of humour..luckily husband and I have the same bad sense!) ask if we ever chatted before procreating lol. I know to some that would be HORRIBLE..but we found it amusing!
Anyhow, my reason for joining is difficult child 2 - 9 year old hell on wheels. I don't have tons of personal support...and the close friends I do have..well, I just can't let them in if that makes sense. I'm embarrassed and ashamed and guilt-ridden over what has been transpiring the past 3 years. I jsut need an outlet, a vent, possibly some advice from those that ARE there or have BEEN there. I'm tired of the "helpful" 20 year olds fresh out of school that don't have a child much less one like this that are just spouting what they've read in their textbooks.
To live this life is FAR different from learning about it...
My family is being slowly but surely torn apart by this little boy. My marriage has come close to collapse, my oldest son HATES his youngest brother and my middle son constantly worries about his younger brother. My husband really feels difficult child 2 needs a boot in the butt, and soap in the mouth. I'm at a loss and feel i've tried "it all" All the while the youngest son walks through life without a care in the world while the rest of us lay awake at night waiting for the next meltdown. It's so unfair and unreasonable and i'm just exhausted. I've had to seek help myself and am currently taking anti-depressants/anti-anxiety medications (I hate every minute of that....) I am also looking at getting some counselling...just myself...i'm DONE all the group stuff where half the parents biggest complaints are because their kid won't do his homework .. ahh if only it were so simple. I jsut feel I'm miles away from them.
difficult child 2 has been an issue from day one. Always very busy, curious, touchy feely, never sit still, and made it very clear when he was ticked off. Our problems started around age 6/7. Started small (arguements at school, not wanting to do homework, breaking rules at school). It lead to a bunch of suspensions - which did nothing for him. These behaviours escalated and came out at home eventually. Swearing at teachers, fighting, ripping up work "you can't make me" "what are you going to do about it" blah blah etc etc. He actually brought a knife to school one day and almost got himself expelled. He claims he found it and had no intentions of using it (i dont know to be honest...) I did several parenting workshops including "dealing with oppositional children", signed him up for a skills program which he "graduated" from with flying colours (pfft). Got children's Aid (i'm in Canada) involved, psychologists, walk in clinics, pediatricians, school intellectual assessments done, social workers, you name it, we've done it or had them involved. He even just finished an intensive 7 wk out of school program that focused only on behavioural skills....To what avail...N O T H I N G
He was diagnosed about 7 months ago with ADHD and tried a few medications before being put on adderall - which definitely is helping but his mood swings are getting more frequent and more violent/heightened. Today he in a totally calm voice informed me he wasn't taking his medications, nor going to school. I did my best to disengage and give him time to get on the ball. I called u[p a few times "get dressed" "come down"..."yeah" he responded but never did. Then he got really silly...yelling out "pee pee poo poo" and taking pictures off my walls and saying "do you like this...I PAINTED IT HAHAHAHA"...sounds pretty tame right...but the look in his eyes/on his face and his tone was just creepy and weird. I will admmit he knows how much silliness bothers his dad and I and sometimes he does it just to tick us off...so it could've been that..I dont know. Anyhow I had to send difficult child 1 off to school by himself cause I knew the meltdown was coming and sure enough it did.
"F* YOU, F* THIS, YOU UGLY B*, YOU CANT MAKE ME, SCREW YOU...i'm sure you've all heard it. he pushed past me a few times trying to get out of the house, I wouldnt let him. asked him to calm down in his room and then we'll talk. I spent the next 40 mins trying to hold his door closed and then eh started threatening to go out the window...now we're pretty much wrestling (SIGH how did it come to this???) to keep him from going out the window, then the door, then the window. I tried to call my husband, no luck. Ended up calling a social worker and then an emergency contact number for kids in crisis. The lady talked to me a few mins then asked to talk to difficult child 2. /by now he's called me every name in the book, trashed his room, ripped up books etc. Gets on the phone with this lady he's never met/talked to and is nice as PIE. I wanted to rip his little head off She tells him all the same stuff i've been trying to and then they have a nice little chat..how nice for you two.
She asked him to get ready for school...so he did (wow). Then she talks to me again, advising me to take him to a doctor, go to parenting classes, read this, that..make a sticker chart (do you know HOW FAR BEYOND sticker charts we are??).
I am pretty much ready to give up on this. I've had to quit 2 jobs because of this kid, and we ended up having to go bankrupt. I've given up everything professionally, and socially (noone will babysit him). I don't see any light at the end of this tunnel. I cry myself to sleep 6 nights out of 7...i wrack my brain...what did i do wrong, what didn't i do right, where did it all go downhill.
I really do love him, but feel like I walk on eggshells and wait for the next big explosion. I've lost all confidence in my parenting abilities...affecting how I parent my other two (luckily they're good boys and are staying on track). I go to be thinking about him, walk up in the night dreaming about him and walk up in the morning dreading waking him up. I constantly feel sick to my stomach as soon as he gets "the look" or "the tone" I almost feel like I'm either going to throw up or poop my pants. I'm a grown woman for goodness sakes and i'm afraid of a 9 year old
I dont even knw what i've written here..its all so jumbled in my head and the mroe i type and recall the more tears are flowing and I dont want to cry anymore....i just want him to stop this. If you knew me in real life you'[d be shocked that i'm thinking of giving up my child to foster care (or whoever the heck will take him). I was always the mom bringing in cupcakes, going on class trips, where the neighbourhood kids come to play...now i'm just a weepy sobbing mess.
UGH..thanks for the vent...school's almost out I need to dry the tears and get ready for round 2