To ask about a time when you've really lost your shit?

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Twins are driving.me.to.madness!

They are ignoring me constantly

I shouted . Really shouted .

I've removed their favourite game for a week (heat of the moment OTT reaction ) so they both cried .

But bloody hell I'm sick of the sound of my own voice repeating myself !

Tell me a time you've lost the plot with your kids to make me feel better .....

Have a 6 month, so calm waters so far.
Best I ever had was my DM getting to the end of her tether with big sister and I, she put a sign up in the window with "2 children for sale". In her defense it was a very quiet road, but we behaved for weeks after that.

Probably the most spectacular was picking up everything lying around in teen DD bedroom and shoving it into black bin bags. I then proceeded to throw it all out of the window (in full view of my very surprised neighbours)
I then marched her down the stairs, shoved her out the front door, locked it and told her to go live with her nana

She's now 16 and her bedroom is still a tip.

Just last week. In a spectacular fashion. To put things into perspective I am a redhead. I don't lose my temper often, but when I do.....

I was trying to get to see a customer who works at a repair centre of a car hire firm. The front entrance was blocked so I had to take the rear entrance and drive through their huge depot to get to the office I needed to be at. There were cars parked everywhere, and I had to wind my way in between all these parked bloody cars, through the scrap yard, through the internal petrol station (you get the idea I am sure). I get through this maze, with inches to spare on either side of my rather large car. I can see the office right in front of me, but am not quite through the maze yet... and I turn there is this brand new Mercedes blocking the way. I hoot and look around, not a soul to be seen. So I think damn, I will have to reverse a bit and take the side entrance (gap) which I had just passed, and try get the car parked in there and walk rest of the way. But I had to reverse in the winding fashion I had come in. As I go back, bam, I bump into one of the cars, scraping the side of my car and scratching the light of the other... . By this time a few cars had come up behind me as they were also trying to get through... the guy honks his horn at me. I get out, and shout at this poor guy, 'how the fuck to do I get out of here, this fucking place, drives me fucking nuts, 25 minutes it has taken me to get from the gate to this spot, now look, I have fucking bumped this fucking car' to which he comes over and tells me to calm down. I mean really, calm down. Of course every person knows that phrase is like a red rag to a bull during the most epic meltdown of 2016. Anyway, to cut my rather long story short, I left my car standing right there, walked to where I needed to be, when I got back the Mercedes had miraculously been moved, but it did take me 30 minutes to leave the place. I retold the story to the customer whom I was there to see, gave him my details for them to contact me regarding the other vehicle, but I haven't heard anything from them yet. My car looks awful though, had it 4 years, first bump ever... I was so upset.

My favourite one was when DS1 was annoying me on the school run, and I ended up getting his book bag and throwing it over the roof of the car. I must have looked like a crazy woman.

doggy I did the same with DD when she was about ten and had left some random shit in the bathroom. After being told for what must have been the tenth time she told me she wasn't shifting it.
Unfortunately I lost my shit and the window was open so out it went, much to the horror of DD. (it wasn't breakable and was duly retrieved from the garden).
I wish I could say it made a difference

As kids, my brother and I were bickering in the back seat of the car. My dad kept telling us to stop it, but of course we didn't. Next minute car stops, he pulls us both out, and drove off! I kept saying to my brother,' its ok he will come back for us.' Did he heck, we had to walk all the way home, and it was bloody far. When we got home he was sat there drinking tea looking all smug. I think that we did take him a little more seriously after that...

I have lost my shit so many times I'd need a week to write about it!

If I have overreacted I do apologise when I've calmed down. I explain why I was so upset and set an appropriate punishment.

I hate loosing it but I figure I can at least show the dc that everyone makes mistakes and it's important to recognise when you do and put things right.

Catsarecrazy- just to make you aware you can do the dd indemnity claim and you will get a full refund but your dd with be automatically cancelled. If you want to continue to pay by dd, you'll need to contact your energy company and set a new one up. (I used to work for an energy company.)

I am losing it a lot recently! I'm pregnant and my hormones have turned me into some crazy lady!

I lost it with DS1(6) last week after he got back from school and told me to 'get in the kitchen and make my tea now' I was fuming. His attitude and his lack of respect for me lately has been shocking.

OH got it the other week too. We were off out after tea and I had said I wanted to get the dishes washed first. So we ate tea the the DC started asking when we were going. OH turned round and said well we are just waiting for Mam to wash the dishes. I saw red and picked up a plate and threw it across the room at him and told him if he didn't want to wait to was them himself. That's probably been my most crazy moment in pregnancy so far and he won't let me live it down!

I also regularly lose my shit on an evening as around tea time both DC turn into these animals that run around like complete idiots and don't listen to a word anyone says. Also regularly lose it at bedtime and when I'm trying to get them to get ready for school.

today for the millionth fucking time someone blocked my dropped kerb driveway with a MILIION signs blaring out ''do NOT block'', DISABILITY ACCESS REQUIRED AT ALL TIMES'', No parking in front of gate etc etc.

theres sooooo many places to park in street but they all do it. its anti social and a disablilty crime but the police and council do shit all about it.

so I went out and really really bellowed like Brian Blessed at a guy ''OY! CANT YOU BLOODY READ? WHAT IS IT ABOUT DO NOT BLOCK DONT YOU BLOODY UNDERSTAND? MOVE YOUR FUCKING CAR NOW!''.
AND WORDS TO THAT EFFECT.

I NEVER swear in rl, I never confront people in rl, I wouldn't say boo to a goose, but I lost it completely.

tgthe street must think im crazy mad old hag from number whatever!

I don't care any more, /.
and breathe........................................

yeah. It was the other day. I was tired after DS1 woke me up in the night again to get an escort to the loo (I've given him several torches which he himself has asked for, but he doesn't use them) He is a sod for muttering things under his breath to his brother from the second he comes downstairs in the morning and I hate the first words out of my mouth to him having to be 'stop it'. Then they had a fight over the cereal. They were literally snatching it from each others bowls and it was going everywhere. I don't have time for that shit in the morning. (They're 9 and 6) I lost my rag. Screamed at them to get to their rooms. Fined them all their pocket money. DS2 ran off. DS1 just gave me more lip so I confiscated his tablet. They did both voluntarily apologise after which is more than I'd have done at their age so I suppose thats something I apologised for shouting. Sometimes you just cants takes no more.

Sunday - spent all day cooking a nice roast dinner then we finally get to sit down to eat and DDs start to bicker and whine about who sits on a certain chair, then over who took the crispest roast potato and I don't like xyz. I totally lost it and made them leave the table until DH and I had eaten in peace and they had to reheat theirs later.

I also lose it regularly when people put stuff in the sink or on the side JUST PUT IT IN THE DISHWASHER

When people say things like this I genuinely think 'wait, do people not lose their shit multiple times a day, every day' then I feel like crap.

I lose it... a lot. My dcs are 2 and 3 and "spirited" . I feel slightly better after reading this though. Before I had kids I never would have believed how infuriating they can be.

Mother of dragons 5 year old DTDS here and I lose my shit fairly regularly!

I lose it quite frequently. Never with DD, she's only 18months, however DH often gets the end of my temper from anything she's done to annoy me when he comes home and asks a stupid question.

However, my most spectacular melt down was just after we got married. We were out for my friends birthday and DH brought one of his friends along. We had a few drinks and were all laughing and joking when DH got up, announced we were all acting like children and stormed off to another friend's (friend B) house. We all carried on with our night, DHs friend and all, and were having a lovely time, all be it with me a little annoyed at DH. About an hour later I got a call from friend B asking where we were as DH was very wheezy and I must still have his inhaler in my bag, she said she'd come and get it because he was still annoyed at us. I told her unless he was on his deathbed he'd come and get it himself. So DH, friend B and 5 other friends come to meet us, at which point wheezy DH, before getting his inhaler starts ranting at me, I threw his inhaler at him. He then continued to rant, get in my face and just generally be highly unpleasant. I lost it, told him I didn't marry such a twat and that I wouldn't stay married to one. He realised and tried to hold me back to apologise, I punched him in the face (something I gave never even considered before or since, it was a knee jerk reaction to him grabbing my arm) . Our friends stood on looking in amazement. After much talking all was sorted out however our friends often remind him how scary I am when I'm angry and to not cross me. In 6 years that is the only time I have ever completely lost my shit at him to the point where I felt I had no control over my anger at all.

This thread has made me feel a little better
To answer the question I would seriously struggle to give you an example of just one occasion as DD is very trying a complete fucking nightmare who goes instantly to mardiness on an epic scale at the moment.
It really is no wonder I drink so much gin, & no, I don't lie to the doctor about it...

When ds1 and dd were about 4 and 2 I really lost it and threw dd's beaker at the wall. I can't remember what caused my tantrum but I was a bit depressed at the time and not handling things brilliantly.

Another memorable moment was about 2 or 3 years ago and I literally started screaming and pulling my hair out because ds1 just wasn't doing as he was told and I was sick of it. He's since been diagnosed with ADHD and is awaiting ASD assessment so it explains a lot and really helps to understand why he behaves in such a frustrating way. We still have our moments but I handle him so much better now. It's still generally him who stresses me out a lot more than the other dcs though.

Two that stick in my mind...(single mother of five, so that's my excuse)

Asked my eldest to clear up his toys (some kind of Sticklebrick stuff, all over every available walking surface downstairs). He refused, argued, yelled, cried, blamed his sisters, etc etc (he was about seven). So I picked it all up and threw it in the outdoor bin, where all the cat crap and food waste goes. He stared at me for a moment and then said 'you'll have to replace that now - so it's your money you wasted'. I had to go away somewhere very quiet for a while...

And secondly. All of them, having eaten their dinner in the living room in front of the TV, all refused to carry their plates into the kitchen. Cue 'why should I?'s and 'If she/he's not doing it then why should I', etc etc. So I picked up every one of their dirty plates and dropped them into the fireplace, where they all smashed on the tiles. Got another round of 'it's your money you've wasted...'

Little buggers. I managed to get them all into their twenties without killing any of them, and I still don't know how...

The last time I lost my shit at an adult:-
We were parking in the supermarket. I was pg with #1 and too big to drive, so dh took me shopping after work. It was late, the carpark was almost deserted. We were just starting to reverse into a space when a dickwad in a sports car shot across the carpark, ignoring the markings, straight into the space we were backing into. Why? 99% of spaces were free, why??
We pulled up next to him, I got out and let bloody rip at him.
All he could think to say in the face of a heavily pregnant screaming with anger woman was "Oh, were you trying to park?"
Er yes, arsehole!
He saw us coming down the vegetable aisle and scarpered. Heh heh heh.
Last epic rage in the childrens direction:-
Argh, too many to mention! Every morning we have sock wars with ds1. He's five and can bloody do it himself. But he caaaaaan't aargh! He can't get his school uniform off at bedtime, he screams like a baby when we wash his hair, he needs reminding not to w-sit constantly, he needs reminding to keep eating, he seems to have lost last weeks reading book and school are acusing me of not handing it back when I have... it's like being sandpapered down to the point it's scraping over raw nerve.
As for the 2 1/2 year old, well that was the Dishwasher Tablets Incident. He was supposed to be "helping" me make Christmas puddinf mix. Ha! He got bored in seconds when I wouldn't keep letting him turn the mixer on and off and on and off....
So what does he do? Gets the kitchen step, climbs up by the sink, reaches further than he really should be able to and pulls my jar of dishwasher tabs towards him to play with. I keep them by the taps, out of reach. Dh keeps moving them and smash, on the floor they go.
I snapped. It's been a litany of small things recently and this was the last straw. Why can't I just have a minute or two to finish what I'm doing and then NOT have to pay for it by having to clean up glass shards and other crap?
I shouted. A lot. He did the full on wobbly bottom lip thing then went and sat down in the living room and refused to move. He was pulling such a face! I finished what I needed to do, it only took a few minutes, came to look for him in the living room and found him sat bolt upright and fast asleep in the chair!
I felt bad. I settled him down much more comfortably on the sofa and cuddled him a lot when he woke up.
Dh snapped yesterday. Ds2 has refused to settle himself off to sleep since - forever! Our evenings are spent trying to calm down a wriggly toddler. He's rarely asleep before 10pm, we are broken by it. We thought he dosed off at 9.15pm. Miracle! I shifted slightly and ds2 woke up and refused to resettle.
Dh hates himself for snapping, but we're both so far beyond tired it hurts. Ds2 didn't sleep till nearly 11 in the end, dh sat up with him. He then woke up at 4am and came in our bed to go to sleep, kicking both of us in the process.
I'm so tired.

I threw my Dds shoes onto the floor in front of her because she couldn't be arsed to look for them properly. They were literally in the first place I looked, unobscured from view in any way.
It was the final straw. They got pelted.

I lost the plot with the kids over food, fussiness and their fucking ingratitude so threw the dinner out of the window and said that they would be having toast for every meal forever! We lasted a fortnight, they loved it. In the end DD (who would have been 5 at the time) said "Not all of your cooking is shit Mum!" so I started making proper food again. They're still fussy ingrates.

This morning.

After being woken AGAIN at 3am by DD (who is 7 years old) singing to her teddies... Not crying, not stressed.... Singing. She does it often and repeated attempts at reasoning, reward charts, altering bed times etc etc are all short lived.

She then gets herself back off to sleep, I don't.

This morning, I put the Bose Sound Link in her room (for those that don't know, it is LOUD) and woke her up with a rendition of The Flower Duet from Lakme at almost full blast. She was most dischuffed.

I have warned her that from now on every time she wakes me up with singing, I'll wake her up with singing.

Yes I know it's a bit playground. Meh.

Think I'm gonna lose my shit with my SIL soon. She is one fucking selfish, entitled bitch!! And relax......