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<blockquote data-quote="TerryJ2" data-source="post: 535432" data-attributes="member: 3419"><p>MWM and Buddy, lol! Yes, "We've tried giving you more freedom and you blew it!"</p><p></p><p>On one hand, he gets out on his bike and makes purchases on his own. (No, convenience store type, lol.) He used to be so terrified that he would refuse to go up to the store clerk to buy something and I had to stand next to him. He still has days like that but he's gotten much better.</p><p></p><p>on the other hand, he lies. And lies. And lies.</p><p></p><p>husband FOUND THE WALLET with-ALL THE MONEY IN IT!!!!!<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/money.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":money:" title="money :money:" data-shortname=":money:" /> He found it in difficult child's jeans, of course.</p><p>Not a smart hiding place.</p><p>difficult child said he bought a game, and sold a game to his friend, K.</p><p>Hmm. K said he *gave* him a game. I will talk to husband tonight to see how far we should push this.</p><p></p><p>Anyway, I brought the wallet into the therapist's office and put it on his desk. difficult child was slouched and obnoxious, rubbing his face with-his hands, saying "I don't know" and "whatever" and "sort of" and the therapist laid into him. Finally he told me to leave the ofc which was fine by me.<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/rollingpin.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":rollingpin:" title="rollingpin :rollingpin:" data-shortname=":rollingpin:" /></p><p>I sat and flipped through beautiful home decorating magazines while therapist read difficult child the riot act again.</p><p>When I was called back in, difficult child was sitting up straight and speaking in complete sentences <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>T doctor had also discovered that difficult child is signed up for HS AP English! WTH!? I am so excited. Why couldn't difficult child have told me that? Every day I ask him how school was and he blows me off. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite3" alt=":(" title="Frown :(" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":(" /></p><p>by the way, I started the t-session by saying that even though difficult child believes he doesn't fit in, and hates me and I hate him, I am still very relieved and happy that he went to a regular beach instead of one that had a warning sign about riptides. (I told him about a local kid who just graduated from HS and drowned yesterday.)</p><p>I mean, that really sent me for a spin and I had a hard time getting to sleep.</p><p>Then, I talked about stealing the money and finding the wallet with-money and things took off from there.</p><p></p><p>On the way home, I asked difficult child if his girlfriend swam in a swimsuit yesterday. He said yes, and she quit cutting because he told her to. Her wrists are mostly healed.</p><p>Really? Cool! I assumed she swam fully dressed. I told him that was really cool.<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/yes.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":yes:" title="yes :yes:" data-shortname=":yes:" /></p><p></p><p>I still think the mom is an airhead and needs to communicate, but one thing at a time ...</p><p></p><p>When I dropped him off from school, he asked me to pick him up at 4:15 because he's staying after for math tutoring and I said, "Okay. Good luck. I love you."</p><p>He said, "I love you too."</p><p>I wondered whether he was just parroting, then thought WTH, why not just listen to the nice words and appreciate the fact that he didn't call me a beeyatch. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/puppet.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":puppet:" title="puppet :puppet:" data-shortname=":puppet:" /></p><p></p><p>So, I'm headed back to bed with-an ice pack to get rid of this headache. It's much better but I'm only functioning at 40%.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="TerryJ2, post: 535432, member: 3419"] MWM and Buddy, lol! Yes, "We've tried giving you more freedom and you blew it!" On one hand, he gets out on his bike and makes purchases on his own. (No, convenience store type, lol.) He used to be so terrified that he would refuse to go up to the store clerk to buy something and I had to stand next to him. He still has days like that but he's gotten much better. on the other hand, he lies. And lies. And lies. husband FOUND THE WALLET with-ALL THE MONEY IN IT!!!!!:money: He found it in difficult child's jeans, of course. Not a smart hiding place. difficult child said he bought a game, and sold a game to his friend, K. Hmm. K said he *gave* him a game. I will talk to husband tonight to see how far we should push this. Anyway, I brought the wallet into the therapist's office and put it on his desk. difficult child was slouched and obnoxious, rubbing his face with-his hands, saying "I don't know" and "whatever" and "sort of" and the therapist laid into him. Finally he told me to leave the ofc which was fine by me.:rollingpin: I sat and flipped through beautiful home decorating magazines while therapist read difficult child the riot act again. When I was called back in, difficult child was sitting up straight and speaking in complete sentences :) T doctor had also discovered that difficult child is signed up for HS AP English! WTH!? I am so excited. Why couldn't difficult child have told me that? Every day I ask him how school was and he blows me off. :( by the way, I started the t-session by saying that even though difficult child believes he doesn't fit in, and hates me and I hate him, I am still very relieved and happy that he went to a regular beach instead of one that had a warning sign about riptides. (I told him about a local kid who just graduated from HS and drowned yesterday.) I mean, that really sent me for a spin and I had a hard time getting to sleep. Then, I talked about stealing the money and finding the wallet with-money and things took off from there. On the way home, I asked difficult child if his girlfriend swam in a swimsuit yesterday. He said yes, and she quit cutting because he told her to. Her wrists are mostly healed. Really? Cool! I assumed she swam fully dressed. I told him that was really cool.:yes: I still think the mom is an airhead and needs to communicate, but one thing at a time ... When I dropped him off from school, he asked me to pick him up at 4:15 because he's staying after for math tutoring and I said, "Okay. Good luck. I love you." He said, "I love you too." I wondered whether he was just parroting, then thought WTH, why not just listen to the nice words and appreciate the fact that he didn't call me a beeyatch. :puppet: So, I'm headed back to bed with-an ice pack to get rid of this headache. It's much better but I'm only functioning at 40%. [/QUOTE]
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