I’m trying to keep my cool with him. I really, truly am. However, my child, that I love more than anything in existence, is testing me.
I’ve recently started on Lexapro. I’ve been on it just over a week and the change… is… noticeable. Even my parents have commented that I seem much more level and happy and more myself than I have in a long time. This…. is a GREAT thing.
However, I’m also able to view my child without the haze of depression and anxiety that has been floating around me for a long time.
He’s got an explanation for EVERYTHING. When I correct him he HAS to give me the why of what he did. If I tell him “NO” he has to argue his side… incessantly.
He is the king of drama, when none really exists.
Today, he stole $21.00 off my dresser and then tried to lie to me about where he’d gotten it. What. The. FUCK?
Where in the HELL did he learn THAT from?
He’s currently grounded from everything except air, food and water for the rest of his life. No, seriously, he’s grounded from video games and TV for a week. What I WANTED to do was throttle him. Thank GOD for the new meds.
I tried to talk to him about why he’s acting out so much. He says he just misses his dad. I can see that. I can buy that. It’s something I fret over daily. However, how much of it is truly that and how much of it is him playing on the fact that he KNOWS I worry about it….. and is playing on my sympathies and guilt. (Yes, he is quite capable of being that smart. God Help Me.)
Help? Advice? Is there a better way to handle this?
