Have you ever felt like you are walking across a tight rope made of razor wire. Trying to cross a immense chasm, and not knowing if you can make it. All the while someone is pinging at one end of the wire and watching to see if they can make you fall. That's how I feel most of the time.
Most the time I feel like I am being pulled in so many directions and can't fully give anything the true me anymore. Everyone needs me it seem, and there isn't enough of me left over by the end of the day to have some for myself or my husband. This little man in our lives now is such an energy monster and completely drains me. Now it's come to the point in school that either I go in and sit with him all day to keep him on task and from misbehaving or he gets sent home within an hour.
Well today was the one day I wasn't suppose to go in because the special ed director was coming to observe. So I agreed to help another nephew to a placement test in his virtual school forum. When I get a call from the teacher (who is truly trying so hard to help little man) that either she needs me to come in and sit today or come pick him up.
He refuses to sit and do work for her, runs from the classroom, and is physically violent towards her and sometimes other students. I have no clue how to help him with this. We have tried everything we can think of.
He has been diagnosed with ADHD & ODD. Which is a combo of nightmares anyway. They are working towards an iep and believe he may have a sensory disorder and an emotional disorder. He sees a psychologist and a psychiatrist every month.
The problem I'm having is his parents won't follow doctors orders. They said to limit his screen time to 30 minutes daily. They let him play 30 minutes of video games, and then a couple movies each day he is there.
Also this last time my husband went to pick him up he found him outside with some new neighbors. The three neighbor boys had a bb gun playing with it without any supervision. When I tried to tell his parents how upset this made me I got yelled at for being rude. Was told he was their kid and the gun wasn't loaded anyway. That their neighbors were good people and they would never let their kids out with little man around and the gun loaded. Mind you they have known these people less than a week. Little man told me they were shooting tomatoes with plastic bullets from the sniper gun.
I am so tired of life being so difficult all the time and it seems like their part of my family is an extra large poisonous thorn under the skin where you can't quite pull it out.
Do you have any advice for me...other than cut them out and move on. There is no way I can to do that to little man. I love him so much and can't do something that will hurt him. I am trying really hard to forgive his mom for her lies and move past that a bit.
