It is so hard to be the parent of a mentally/emotionally damaged child. D's game lately is to command me to do something. Tonight it was find his clothes for picture day tomorrow. In fact, I already had and told him so. But it seems that the clothes were not what he needed, he just wanted me to follow his order. Unacceptable. Unfortunately, if I refuse, he starts a struggle that can go on for an hour or more. If he can't get me to obey through threats or begging or trying to stop whatever I'm doing, he will start pushing me which can eventually lead to hitting. Any parent who allows themselves to be pulled into a power struggle has already lost some power. So, there is my dilemma. If I let him order me around, I lose. If I refuse, I also lose.
And, he will argue with me over anything. Not just regular stuff like bedtime, or how much is too much candy. Tonight, we both were on his bed within clear sight of his clock. I said "It's past 9:30." "No, it's not." INSANE!!!! It is this steady drip of craziness that starts to get to you. It beats you down after a while to where you are not able to stay calm and in control the way you should. You are pulled deeper and deeper into the scary, insecure world that he lives in.
Anyways, it is really hard.
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