maniacmansion
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Tonight my difficult child has turned into a cfg(curse from god). He's being hateful, mean & purposefully dumb. He's not allowed to sleep. He's having a sleep deprived EEG done. I know that staying up all night is not a problem for him because he does it every Friday & Saturday night. But of course that's when I would rather he be in bed. He keeps telling me I'm stupid, that he doesn't know what get up means. Then he tried to claim he didn't even know we had a bathroom so how was he supposed to know we had a shower. He was punching things & trying to break up the furniture. Now I'm yelling at him to wake him up(if I go near him he tries to hit me) & making him answer a question every 3-5 minutes. He hates me & I'm the meanest mom ever & he wants to go to children's services to get adopted. Don't worry I didn't tell him that no-one would want him. I thought it, but I didn't say it. I've been up since 6:40 0n Tuesday morning, it's now 3:15 on Wednesday morning. We are leaving for the hospital at 10:00. The exit on the interstate is closed so we have to go the back way through the country. He claims he's going to kill me so that he can go to sleep. At this point I'm ready to say okay & let him. Now every time I wake him up he's growling at me & bearing his teeth like a dog, then he screams---he says that if he has to be up so do his little sisters & brother. Well now he's started the bawling that I hate him & never let him do anything. He has tears & all. He is very good at making himself cry. People that don't know him always fall for, sometimes people who do know him will fall for it. The other day at Walmart he started it in the checkout line because he wanted a candy bar & I wouldn't buy one. The lady in front of us bought one & tried to give it to him. I said no. I then had to go up to her outside & give it back because she had snuck it to him behind my back. If he hadn't pulled it out of his pocket & said "see how stupid that dumb b**ch was?" I'd have never known. I wasn't amused. Anyway-- done venting for now, wish me luck.