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Bunny
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Because last week difficult child insisted he was quitting orchestra he didn't go to the zero period class. Yesterday when he went he found out what he needed to wear for the concert. He came home and asked me if he had an all black shirt (he needed to be in all black for the concert). I told him no, that I did not think that he did. His immediate response was, "Well, go and buy me one, right now!" I told him that I could not leave at that moment because I had to wait for easy child to get off the bus, but that I would go when easy child got home. Of course, this turned into him screaming about how I said that I wouldn't go get him the shirt and he's not going to go to the concert now and it's all my fault because I don't love him. I only think about easy child's needs and what about his needs.
To be honest, I absoloutely lost it. I was so angry at him. I told him how dare he say that to me, after all that husband and I have gone through this past year to help him. That easy child is always the one to get put on the back burner because of difficult child's needs and that he was being totally unfair in telling me not to be at the bus stop when easy child gets home from school. He slams his door and locks it, scraming again about how he can't go now. I quietly told him that I never said I would not go get a black shirt for him. I just could not go that very minute.
I left him in his room, screaming, and I went to get easy child off the bus, and then I ran to Kohl's and found black hirt for him to wear. I got home, showed it to him and he says to me, "If you had just gone when I told you to go we would have avoided all the trouble that you caused when I got home."
After that, he seemed fine. Like nothing happened. He did, finally, go and did really well, but I was so annoyed that the day took the turn that it did. I hate when he does that. Turns everything around, says I said things that I did not, all to make everything out to be my fault. I'm sick of it.
Pam
To be honest, I absoloutely lost it. I was so angry at him. I told him how dare he say that to me, after all that husband and I have gone through this past year to help him. That easy child is always the one to get put on the back burner because of difficult child's needs and that he was being totally unfair in telling me not to be at the bus stop when easy child gets home from school. He slams his door and locks it, scraming again about how he can't go now. I quietly told him that I never said I would not go get a black shirt for him. I just could not go that very minute.
I left him in his room, screaming, and I went to get easy child off the bus, and then I ran to Kohl's and found black hirt for him to wear. I got home, showed it to him and he says to me, "If you had just gone when I told you to go we would have avoided all the trouble that you caused when I got home."
After that, he seemed fine. Like nothing happened. He did, finally, go and did really well, but I was so annoyed that the day took the turn that it did. I hate when he does that. Turns everything around, says I said things that I did not, all to make everything out to be my fault. I'm sick of it.
Pam