I'm so frustrated. Major had a wonderful summer, he was handling the added stress of Pop Warner football, he started the school year off with less school related anxiety then he has for years.Then, teachers start in on him trying to get him to perform to his potential, and he falls apart. The extreme irritability is back, the destructive temper tantrums, the lies, the sneakiness, the he## has returned. Yesterday my 16 yo had friends over, he made plans to stay in our garage because he didn't want his friends to see/deal with our zoo (how sad is that). Anyway Major wanted to hang out with the kids real bad, I said that they all had to stay away from the visitors. Next thing I know Major has sneaked out to see them, I again tell him to leave them alone and tell him to sit at my feet (5 foot ground) for 15 minutes. He starts to hissy but I get him to stop, he calms himself down and excepts the timeout. I ask him what he learned and he replied that he knows the big kids need there own time, he did so well I actually let him up a few minutes early, told him I love him and he replied he loves me too. About 20 minutes later, I go down to the garage to tell the older kids to lower the rockband game and who do I see standing right in the room with them?? I point to him to go upstairs and he goes quietly til I'm upstairs too. I tell him to go to his room and he is grounded until noon the next day. Then all he## breaks lose. He trashes his room, blocks the door and is banging and gauging out the walls. Finally, I told him if he hit the wall one more time I was calling the police. At that point, he stopped banging, he was an emotional wreck and excepted some comfort from my husband who was staying within earshot to keep him safe. When he calmed down Major had the nerve to tell me that I wouldn't be being a mom if i called the police on him. I reassured him that I would call if needed because I don't have to be treated that way. I asked him what he would do if a stranger entered our home and began doing those things. He said he would attack them...I said I would call the police. Anyway, he now has the weekend in his room and he is pushing the rules, coming downstairs to tell me how much he has read in a book or other excuses but trying very hard to talk kindly and behaving very well. But part of it is just a con and empty of meaning. I know he will continue to lie, steal, cheat, break rules, ect. because this is what happens when school starts. I am beginning to hate school as much as he does. School just pushes him over an edge.