I’m at breaking point, he’s actually 12, but 5 foot 8, size 9 feet and bloody strong!
DS was diagnosed with ASD at 3, he’s now approaching his teens, puberty in full swing and he’s such hard work.
I’m a lone parent , as I’m totally on my own and I can’t take much more. He is loud, aggressive, rude and intimidating when things don’t go his way.
After another outburst tonight I could actually run away. I’ve been covered in giant bruises before. Tonight he was yelling and screaming and right in my face, taking my phone etc... all because he didn’t want me sat in the lounge. He wanted me upstairs. His mood initially got worse as he had to do a small amount of homework.
If I had someone who I knew could love and care for him I’d honestly leave this world because it’s like a life sentence. I’m so sick and tired of it. I work in a busy job and then come home to hell day in day out. I don’t though, so I am here to stay, albeit miserably. I just can’t stop crying.