It is amazing how such a seemingly insignificant event can negatively effect my mood these days. I have asked B no less then 20 different times to hang up his uniform after drill. I am really, really frustrated with him about this. Why does something so unimportant bother me so much? Is it because I really detest the fact the the uniform is being disrespected? Could I be bothered because I have ironed the uniform for him and he clearly does not appreciate my effort? Maybe it is just a power struggle... The reality is that he is a good kid, he does the youth group because he wants to make me happy. I just need to get over this.
So as I am working through all the emotions resulting from the discarded uniform, I notice that all his dirty clothes and gear from cross country are on the floor in the utility room. (Deep sigh...) I have asked him multiple times to not leave his gear laying around.
I know that on most days I would dismiss these events without much thought. But when I am down, it becomes unbearable.
I am rapidly losing faith in this new medication. I seem to be more depressed then I was previously. I wish one did not have to wait so long to determine if a new med works properly. If this one does not work out, I will have to gradually reduce the dosage over a period of weeks or months then start the same process all over again with a different med.
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That's a teenager for you. They love you on some level but don't really respect you. At this stage, it's ALL about them. Hard as it is, try not to take it personally. At this stage of the game, you are the servant staff in their life--providing food and laundry facilities...and those irritating RULES...
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