There was a day last year when my father told me that I was the happiest person he knew.
Always smiling and positive.
For some reason I find myself arriving at my happy place but I just can’t stay there.
Lately it’s been so hard for me to stay positive….
And now, I find my feelings spilling over onto my blog.
Maybe this is just me
I’m not sure.
I pulled Parker out of school last Friday. He will be staying home for the last few weeks.
Being Autistic and becoming a teenager has started to take it’s tole on me as a mother.
I’m exhausted. Mentally.
He’s been so angry. Defiant even.
And I’m at my whits end.
Where did my sweet boy go?
He’s in there somewhere, he’s a good boy.
I know he is.
I love him so much, more than words.
He’s just struggling.
And lately I feel helpless…
Like a bad Mom.
I never knew raising a teenager could be so hard.
I’ll figure all this out…I know I will.