Another call from school. Myles really does not like school. He prefers to be away from the group. We he gets upset he and cry's and will not open up to tell them whats wrong. His clothes drive him nuts all day long. When he comes home he knows he's safe and I understand what he needs. The school knows his problems, but since his grades are good, they are not doing anything to help ease his fears. I am waiting for the Neurologist to send school info so that I can get more help. God it's frustrating.
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