So, a lot of us have failures and fears to share. And that's perfect because that's how we get help here. But today I get to share a triumph!

I had to call my H today because of a problem with our S. The conversation went like this:

Hi, H, I need to talk to you about S4. I am worried because he has started stealing things around the house and hiding them in his room. Ornaments from the tree, a bottle of bleach (which terrified the crap out of me!), scissors, a box of pushpins. I don't know why he's doing this and he won't stop. I know how you feel about therapists, but I think I need professional help to evaluate the source of this dangerous behavior.

H agreed, said that it was disturbing and incomprehensible.

I said I was afraid that this will escalate over time if I don't get him help.

H agreed to me taking S to my therapist (who also luckily specializes in children).

I said thank you for your input. I have to go now. Goodbye.

smile I was so proud of myself for not giving in to the urge to ask how he's doing, what's going on, etc. I am terrified for my S, but proud of myself for a change.


undefeated 24
H 24
S's 4, 2, 1
M 5 yrs

"Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all." ~Dale Carnegie