DS is crying himself to sleep. I'm sat here crying. I don't know how to help him or myself. Life is so stressful at minute. DS day dreams so much the frustration is killing us. He lost hundreds of pounds worth of things since starting high school in sept. He won't get dressed without needing me to yoyo up and down the stairs every few minutes to keep him focused. He can't prioritise and doesn't seem to care either way anyway. All I do is yell. All the time. I come home from work swearing it will be better, I will not shout, I'll be kind and understanding and patient, and within minutes I'm yelling what the hell did you do that for, why haven't you done this, where have you put it? When did you last see it? All the while DS getting screechy and I get louder until he's screaming at me in an irritating off the radar high pitch whine and I'm yelling at him.