Spencer was 5 in December, he is very affectionate and verbal (lucky i know) he has a real fear of failure and will go to extremes to get out of trying new things - I thought drama classes might help as they advertise confidance building, the first 3 weeks were good (i thought,parents not allowed in)the teacher said he just needs to learn that when I talk he doesnt, on the 4th week they had a pirate theme, spencer was sooooo excited we dressed him in his costume then off to class with a aaahhhhh my hartty all the way, half way through the classI noticed a lady making him sit on the side and he was crying then she came out and said that he wasnt listening - but from what I saw he was just running around looking at the other kids costumes and swords not being disruptive to the class- she asked me to leave, Spence came out balling his eyes out - asking why he had to go when the other kids were still playing - I told him class ran overtime and we had to get home for a visiter (bullshit of course) what do I tell him on Friday when he wants to go drama - sometimes he is so high functioning I even start to fool myself then something like this happens and it feels like getting that bloody diagnosis all over again..... sorry rambling but at least Ive stopped crying.......feeling shit
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