Daughter’s Behavior Problems ….

My daughter K is in 6th grade and she has autism. In the beginning of the school year they didn’t have a teacher just a sub. It was like 6 weeks or more before they had a teacher.

And I brainstormed ideas for her behavior issues. But nothing works because she’s learned that bad behavior gets her home to do whatever.

She’s escalating.

Now she’s going to be transferred to a special school for behavior issues. Her brother goes to the same school.

But for some reason it really got to me. I could hear my daughter screaming bloody murder as I left my meeting. Its really hard seeing your child with autism having these issues and being helpless to stop it.

My husband did NOT tell me that its gonna be ok. Nope.

First he told me that bad things happen so you won’t go to Hell. Which, is fine to say, but, maybe not at THAT exact moment.

Then at home, he went off to describe all these problems.

My husband has been saying over and over again that if you complain, that you are a disbeliever and won’t go to Paradise. Someone who has horrible things happen to them and doesn’t complain, will get this and NOT you.

Its a bit troubling. I’ll probably confide is someone better than me on this issue.

This is just not the right time to talk about this.

I’m dealing with this basically all by myself. If he does help me calm her down, which he can do easily because he’s kind of a leaner Alpha so my daughter mostly calms down around him.

But its still so hard. He can talk but he’s not doing any of the work.

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Better, but not

Things right now are getting better, but not.

So my husband has finally left being a supporter of Daesh (ISIS/ISIL).

At first I didn’t believe it but he has. And I’m happy. He is now more like a Shi’ah Muslim. I have no problem with it as long as he is better, and not like before.

So when we talk religious affairs now, he almost seems like a friend. But it ends there.

I’m not supposed to listen to music out loud because it attracts devils. Music and dancing is evil.

He’s much nicer to the kidz, but doesn’t spend as much time on them as I’d like.

He still tells me about things that will send me to hell. He hasn’t tried to mend anything. He is all about religion and nothing can be personal. No personal love or anything like that.

When he was bad, I understood my place in things. Now that he’s added some niceness to it. Now I’m back to beingĀ  to being confused. Right when I thought he was changing, he hasn’t completely changed. Grrrr. Now I’m torn between feeling guilty and validated.

I’m feeling a bit twisted about it.