mstang67chic
Going Green
If what we've been getting lately is just the beginning of how things will be when difficult child turns 18.......I'm going to explode. He has always been one to argue or "disagree" with you about ANYTHING. (The stupider the better apparently) Lately though, he has gone extreme, even for him. ODD has gone beyond rearing it's head and gone straight to the full monty. Not five minutes ago I printed out his resume (such as it is......no jobs just a volunteer position) and references so he could take them to school tomorrow to give to a lady that will be working with him in a kind of job training program. (More on that in a bit) I was pretty sure he didn't know how to "properly" fold something for an envelope so I started to tell/show him how to do it. I got about 3 1/4 words out of my mouth before he says "I know". I asked him if he knew how to fold a letter for an envelope and he said no. :hammer:
Ok so that was a really stupid thing that shouldn't get to me but that just goes to show that he is oppositional about even the tiniest things. Tried to tell him which piece of meat to get last night for dinner because some of them were huge. "Moooom, I eat a lot" (In a very boy-are-you-really-dumb way) He can't just take my word for it when I say that the meat is big. Again, stupid, I know. I think that's what is getting to me so much though. I literally can't say anything to him, not a single thing, without being talked back to, talked down to or flat out told I don't know what I'm talking about. He's been doing this at school with his, for lack of a better word, aides. Everything that he has always done (talk back, attitude, refusal, etc.) has been ramped up soooo much lately. And almost every sentence out of his mouth is "I'm almost 18" I just have this awful feeling that the morning of his 18th birthday is going to be h-e-l-l and will proceed downhill from there. :faint: I honestly don't think I'll be able to handle it. I talked to his case manager today and asked her to check on the group homes that are run by their facility. (He gets counseling and case management through them) My original hope was to get him into one after he graduates next December. However, if things turn into how CM and I think they will, we're going to have to do something now. It's like he thinks once he turns 18 he's going to do anything and everything he wants and no one can stop him. Actually, to a point he's right. The boy is 6'2" and for someone built like a stick is strong as an ox. I'm 5'2" and there's just no way I can stop him if he gets something in his mind. husband works retail hours and wouldn't be able to help much. Anyone willing to rattle some big honkin' beads??? :please:
But on a somewhat positive note...he was accepted into a type of job training program. They will work with him and teach him how to fill out applications, go on job interviews, do personality testing and things of that nature to help him figure out something that he would want to do. They will also help him/us apply for vocational rehab. We did the initial part of the intake today. He didn't really want to do it at first because he knows it all and everything is my fault as to why he doesn't have a job and no license. We were able to talk him down and get him to participate although I know he wasn't taking it serious. As part of the process he had to fill out a form that asks for diagnosis/disability and how that affects daily life. His response to the daily life part was (pretty much word for word but minus the spelling errors): I have mood swings, shiny things distract me and I have the attention span of a small rodent. :crazy: I really hope he sticks with this and puts some honest effort into it but I'm not holding my breath.
I soooo need :bath: :beach:
Ok so that was a really stupid thing that shouldn't get to me but that just goes to show that he is oppositional about even the tiniest things. Tried to tell him which piece of meat to get last night for dinner because some of them were huge. "Moooom, I eat a lot" (In a very boy-are-you-really-dumb way) He can't just take my word for it when I say that the meat is big. Again, stupid, I know. I think that's what is getting to me so much though. I literally can't say anything to him, not a single thing, without being talked back to, talked down to or flat out told I don't know what I'm talking about. He's been doing this at school with his, for lack of a better word, aides. Everything that he has always done (talk back, attitude, refusal, etc.) has been ramped up soooo much lately. And almost every sentence out of his mouth is "I'm almost 18" I just have this awful feeling that the morning of his 18th birthday is going to be h-e-l-l and will proceed downhill from there. :faint: I honestly don't think I'll be able to handle it. I talked to his case manager today and asked her to check on the group homes that are run by their facility. (He gets counseling and case management through them) My original hope was to get him into one after he graduates next December. However, if things turn into how CM and I think they will, we're going to have to do something now. It's like he thinks once he turns 18 he's going to do anything and everything he wants and no one can stop him. Actually, to a point he's right. The boy is 6'2" and for someone built like a stick is strong as an ox. I'm 5'2" and there's just no way I can stop him if he gets something in his mind. husband works retail hours and wouldn't be able to help much. Anyone willing to rattle some big honkin' beads??? :please:
But on a somewhat positive note...he was accepted into a type of job training program. They will work with him and teach him how to fill out applications, go on job interviews, do personality testing and things of that nature to help him figure out something that he would want to do. They will also help him/us apply for vocational rehab. We did the initial part of the intake today. He didn't really want to do it at first because he knows it all and everything is my fault as to why he doesn't have a job and no license. We were able to talk him down and get him to participate although I know he wasn't taking it serious. As part of the process he had to fill out a form that asks for diagnosis/disability and how that affects daily life. His response to the daily life part was (pretty much word for word but minus the spelling errors): I have mood swings, shiny things distract me and I have the attention span of a small rodent. :crazy: I really hope he sticks with this and puts some honest effort into it but I'm not holding my breath.
I soooo need :bath: :beach: