I can’t cope with my 5 year old any more. I have thought for so long that something isn’t right but nobody listens to me, or I get the whole - he’ll grow out of it, it’s a phase, boys will be boys.
He is extremely aggressive. To me especially, but also his dad and sister. I have seen him do it with grandparents also. This is beyond meltdowns, he will literally fly off the handle at the smallest little thing. Everyday I’m in tears because of him. It’s exhausting tiptoeing round him and us all watching what we say or do incase he flies off in a rage.
I’ve tried everything, have contacted people to help (who say it’s normal?) reward charts, punishments, talking to him, reasoning, begging, blackmail, time out step, separating him, putting him in his room, cuddling him, talking quietly, rewarding all good behaviour and (trying to!) ignore the bad, time on his own, time with friends, keeping him entertained, giving him space and time. Nothing works.
When he comes out of the rage (which can last minutes or hours) he is completely back to his loving, kind, funny wee self. He’s so lovely when he’s not in these rages. Honestly he’s hilarious and so cuddly and loving. I chat to him about his behaviour after, and he is always sorry and says he won’t do it again. But he has said he can’t control it. Even if I pre-empt it, I can’t stop The rage happening.
He’s like a Jekyll and Hyde. And I’m tired, tired of him hurting us, tired of crying, tired of feeling desperate.
He’s been like this since the age of 2. He would bite us as hard as he could. It progressed into hitting, kicking etc. Now he will do anything to hurt us when he’s in a rage. He will throw things, find things of mine and destroy them, hit, kick, punch, slap, pull hair, scratch, slam doors on me. Anything he can to hurt me (or whoever it is)
I can’t take it anymore. I really can’t. I took both kids out this morning, he wanted a bike ride. So we went a bike ride, stopped at the park and played a bit. All happy. Then we got home and he tripped going up the step. He didn’t fall. But I kind of caught him and said oops clumsy and smiled at him, and he went fucking batshit crazy. So now I’m sitting here in tears, wondering why I ever had children and why I’m such a awful mother.
It’s happening daily. I’ve spoke to the school about it who apparently ‘could never believe him to be like that!’. So he doesn’t do it there.
Is this normal? If so, how the hell do I cope with this? It’s making me not like him, and I don’t want to feel like that as I love him so so much.
I’m contemplating calling the docs tomorrow. Don’t even know what they can do. But I need help. Dh works full time and is a brill dad but it’s mainly left to me as I’m the only mainly with our son.
Please be kind, I’m at my wits end.