Tink has been pushing her limits with me for weeks now. I can't get her in to a neuropsychologist (because he does not think she needs that type of testing) and I have been trying to reach her psychiatrist but can't. I need his referral so I can take her to the Occupational Therapist (OT). He only comes into the clinic where we see him once a month; I don't know where his private practice is. First she pushes me with wanting to wear shorts. It's 32* out and the kid wants to wear shorts. I try to "basket C what I can, but come on. So we fight every morning about her attire. Then it's an argument every afternoon about her homework. I am so skimming the surface here. This morning, she started to rearrange her room. She gets about halfway done and says she will finish after school. Fine. After school today, we have a snack, do homework. Have dinner. Play "queen and princess" for an HOUR. Then I tell her she better start picking up her room. Cue meltdown. She starts throwing herself on the ground. Instead of reacting, I ask her if she wants help. She says yes. She is still in her gorgeous princess dress that she wore to her daddy daughter dance. She needs prodding the entire way but makes it to her room where she lays on the bed. I ask her where her jewelry is, so I can put away a necklace. She does not know. I say "OK, well can you pick a place?" She yells "NO!" I said "You know what, I offered to help, and you are NOT going to talk to me that way. Understand?" Again, she yells "NO!!" I lean over her and say "I just said, do NOT yell at me." she looks right at me and says "NO!!" Well, I popped her one in the mouth. Not hard. Enough to get her attention. And walked out of the room feeling horrible. I can't take it. I can't stand it. What the he!! am I doing wrong. This kid does not respond to charts, requests, yelling, pleading, commands, braille, pictures, flag signals, what the HECK am I doing wrong?? Then she comes in here where I am typing, and like nothing happens, asks if we can play. I tell her no, I am doing playing for the day. She starts to tear her dress. I tell her You know what, let's take off the dress and you can go be mad in your room. She starts screaming bloody murder "you will NOT TAKE MY DRESS!" Finally I let it go. I told her, go in your room, don't bother cleaning it, leave it a mess, and go ahead and ruin your dress. I just did not care. She just came in, in different clothes, apologizing. What is WRONG with me??