Alice....I hope you are OK, and nothing to worry about...protective hugs.....
I should have a hall decorating party the rate you lot are decorating sat the moment....
I have been to the docs... I have accidentally reduced my AD's which is . A doctor printer error meant I was getting 40mg in 2x 20mg tabs, but somewhere along the line it has slipped my mind and I have just been taking 1 tab.
Which explains why I am perhaps not on quite the even keel that I was, but I am going to stick at it as I am 'managing' without going back onto the 40, and I am quite pleased with myself..
I too an a rice pudding lover... especially with stewed apple.
I love your hangover food list trills!!
Yank...... DS and his Dad is a very long, sad story, but things have improved. They both have anger management issues (but DS is only 12) and sometimes, despite understanding how frustrating having an arsey pre teener is, His dad can be a TIT.
i.e DS got in strop over something at his Dad's and said 'I am texting Mum. I am going home'.
So his Dad said 'GOOD' And then tells me he can't connect with DS because he doesn't get the time. He has said some really shit things to DS in the past and the poor lad was a monumental emotional wreck who self harmed and threatened suicide. It in no way helped him that I was suffering from depression... We have come such a long way since Ex walked out, and DS really wanted to heal things with his Dad as he loves him loads, but the man has issues.
I spent half my life on MN at one point trying to untangle the almighty mess that our lives had become, and we have had CAMHS, SS, I am in counselling, on AD's.
I have 2 stepsons, and it is really sad that Ex was amazing with them, really tender, patient, had all the time in the world for them, but DS.....
DS is challenging to say the least, but he is a child and needs love and encouragement and acceptance that he is loved for all of his qualities, not rejection.
He has had borderline DX's for quite a few things but never really ticks the right boxes, but the concoction can be like living with a hyper, multi personality tornado.
He only has to look at sugar and he is climbing the walls....and I am trying to crawl into a shoe. He comes in vibrating and bouncing saying 'I'm hyper Mum' and
I have to go up a gear..
I must be the only mother that breathes a sigh of relief when he has a pre teen strop and goes to sulk in his bedroom....
As you can see... it is all still very much under the surface by my thesis post...
Life is mostly tons better though and DS is a cracker