Firstly, I do appreciate that many others out there are going through much worse. I just wanted to offload and share my crap week with others who won't be horrified at DS' behaviour and immediately judge me as a terrible mother.
DS is 6yo and we have just started the process of ASD/PDA assessment with him, largely due to his high anxiety levels and huge tantrums and meltdowns.
So this week I've had DS and 2yo DD on my own as DH away. As DS is very high maintenance, and as he's usually ok playing with a friend 1:1, I arranged 2 playdates at our house (he doesn't get invited to others' houses!) in an attempt to keep him entertained and happy. Both ended in disaster with the other child crying to go home, when DS flew into a rage because other child did not want to play the game that DS wanted to play. Child A got screamed at and toys thrown at him. Child B got screamed at that DS was going to kill him
[embarrassed]
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Today, DS flew into a rage at me because I was giving DD attention and he wanted me to play with him. He started slamming doors, throwing things and me and DD, kicking and throwing furniture around, hitting me and trying to hit DD. This is the first time he's really done this (the hitting); he has lashed out at me before but really only when I've been restraining him, e.g. trying to stop him from bolting when we are near a busy road.
He is 6 but the size of an 8yo and physically very strong. I felt really quite threatened for me and DD. If this is what it's like now I dread to think what it will be like in a few years' time when he's bigger than me. I just froze really, and was completely bloody helpless and useless, other than shielding DD from him.
When he did finally calm down he spent a good half an hour crying that it wasn't fair, that he had only wanted to cuddle me and that I had told him off for that, that nobody loves him, that this was the worst day ever, that he wished he were dead
. This was almost worse than the preceding tantrum.
Sorry that this is all very self-indulgent and sob-story-ish. I just feel exhausted and drained and would love anyone to come and talk to me who knows what this is like. I have chatted to a few friends who are largely sympathetic but I think also secretly horrified at what DS is like and possibly also judging me for "allowing" him to behave like this (or I could just be paranoid!).