This is my first post and I'm absolutely sick with myself for saying this, but my 6-year-old boy is ruining my life. He's ADHD with as-yet undiagnosed ODD (right now it's "unspecified conduct disorder" and I don't think I can take much more of him. I read through some of the posts here and I see what I'm in for, in terms of the teenage years, and it makes me wish I could just run away myself. The worst part is feeling guilty about thinking the things I think about him. He was my miracle baby, after being infertile for so long, and was the sweetest, easiest little baby a person could ask for. Something went downhill around 2 and we've been seeing a child psychologist since he was 4, but it's not helping.
We started preschool but he got kicked out for threatening to shoot everyone in the class. So we home schooled and had a pretty good time. But when it came time to actually do learning activities each day, it became a nightmare. Since August, we have gotten through almost 6 weeks of the semester, but I'm exhausted and it doesn't look like anything is going to help.
Is there medication for ODD? Something to calm him? He's already tried Intuniv for the ADHD (worked for exactly one week before the symptoms became worse) and now he's on Klonadine, but that doesn't seem to be making a difference. Thanks everyone for reading this. It's alternately nice to know other people are going through this, and horrifying to see what my future looks like.
This post may come out a little jumbled because that is just what I am feeling inside...jumbled. A friend of mine who I met through a caregiving support group father has just passed away and I thought that I would come here for a little support and maybe some help to ascertain exactly what I am experiencing concerning the loss of my mother.I do not allow myself to think about her because when I...
My best friend of 9 years died last year on her 21st birthday. We didn't find out until two days later, as she got into a car accident. Her friend was driving the car drunk when it flipped over and caught on fire. I celebrated her 22nd birthday on Friday with a cake and candles--then yesterday, Was one year that I found out. I've been feeling awful. I can't stop thinking about her, crying; I've...