Every single day. I’ve tried earlier pick up, cutting back activities, stopping instruments. I bring his favourite snacks. He’s at a great school. He has friends. Yet every fricking day there’s a complaint which escalated into one or both of us losing our rag.
His father & I split last year on good terms & he divides up his time (successfully) but even that he moans about: “you’re not divorcing properly”. WTF.
It’s really getting me down.