Desperate

Out of Control

He won’t listen, he won’t clean, he won’t speak, he won’t do anything.

He’s indignant.

He thinks he should be able to do everything for nothing.

He blames.  Points his finger.

Works to teach a lesson,

He can’t know or even understand.

He’s little.

He’s a kid.

He’s terrible.

He breaks my heart, my belongings, my hopes, my plans.

Nothing I do works.

Therapy.  We’re on year five.

Anger Management, books, therapists, O.T.s, PhDs, psychologists.

Schedules, plans, charts, tests, pets.

Unconditional love.

Change is nowhere.

My heart is broken.  I have no hope.

Thoughts?

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