He's only 15 months, but I really dislike him. I hate looking after him and everything he does just pisses me off.
I dread getting up in the morning because I know I have a full day of telling him off, constantly clearing away his destruction and just general battling with him.
I've felt like this for a while, and it's getting to the point where I can't stand him, and in turn I shout.
I know he's curious about lots of things, but they're my things - and no matter how hard I try he wrecks everything in his path. I'm just so sick of telling him 'no'.
He pinched me today, I mean so hard it bought tears to my eyes. I really thought I'd explode with rage. I wish I never had him.