Friends, I’m tired. Exhausted. I just keep hoping it gets better, but then things keep happening and I don’t see a break. No end in sight.
First, he had another auto accident. Insurance dropped him…now his insurance is $450 a month. I’m grateful to still be able to keep mine and the house insurance for now. Still, that is a huge blow to finances, and I can’t imagine how we will afford two households.
As this all goes along, I feel less in control of my situation with my son. He is so angry and hurt. I hate what this has all done to him, but he cannot be rude and disrespectful. I know that middle school is a particularly crappy time and that he is testing me, but when he throws things out there to hurt me, well, he does. He has no idea the extent of what I’ve been through or am going through, nor should he at 13. Still, it is so hard.
I had to finally give in and go to the doc for meds. I simply cannot stop crying or keep my chin up. I really just can’t take anymore bad news.