Hello all!
Thank you so much for the well-wishes for our move! It's been a ton of work (in record heat, no less)...but we've managed to move everything. We're still getting settled and trying to remember where things are packed--but at least we have made it to our new house. That's the good news....
The bad news...? difficult child.
During the move, we discovered that there was FECES smeared all over the walls of her closet. And this was NOT her childhood home where she might have done this when she was a toddler. No, this mess was created in the last couple years. Lovely. Just lovely.
THEN we found handfulls of pills hidden in her bedroom. Some of them were her prescriptions--but others were pills I didn't recognize. And of course, she had six different stories explaining this.
And now that it's been conclusively proven that she has not been taking her medications as prescribed, as far as difficult child is concerned--this means she no longer has to take them AT ALL (instead of just sometimes)...so she is completely out of control.
This morning she had a huge meltdown over nothing. During a tirade at her brother, he said something back to her which she interpreted as a HUGE insult...and naturally she felt he was WAAAYYY out of line (nevermind that her own behavior was way over the top) and this led to a four-hour screaming match with her Dad after he told her she needed to go outside until she calmed herself down. (Welcome to the neighborhood! I can't believe none of our new neighbors called the cops!)
So I'm finding myself in a new level of H*ll...
It's gonna be a loooooooonnnnnggggg summer.
Thank you so much for the well-wishes for our move! It's been a ton of work (in record heat, no less)...but we've managed to move everything. We're still getting settled and trying to remember where things are packed--but at least we have made it to our new house. That's the good news....
The bad news...? difficult child.
During the move, we discovered that there was FECES smeared all over the walls of her closet. And this was NOT her childhood home where she might have done this when she was a toddler. No, this mess was created in the last couple years. Lovely. Just lovely.
THEN we found handfulls of pills hidden in her bedroom. Some of them were her prescriptions--but others were pills I didn't recognize. And of course, she had six different stories explaining this.
And now that it's been conclusively proven that she has not been taking her medications as prescribed, as far as difficult child is concerned--this means she no longer has to take them AT ALL (instead of just sometimes)...so she is completely out of control.
This morning she had a huge meltdown over nothing. During a tirade at her brother, he said something back to her which she interpreted as a HUGE insult...and naturally she felt he was WAAAYYY out of line (nevermind that her own behavior was way over the top) and this led to a four-hour screaming match with her Dad after he told her she needed to go outside until she calmed herself down. (Welcome to the neighborhood! I can't believe none of our new neighbors called the cops!)
So I'm finding myself in a new level of H*ll...
It's gonna be a loooooooonnnnnggggg summer.
