Fears Being Realized...

Well, I have always feared that Spenser would end up hating school. Seems as though it may be happening. I have tried so very hard to make going to school a positive thing for him. And yet it continues to backfire, and bite me in the ass.

Yesterday Spenser was for all intents and purposes, a monster at school. He refused to do work. Shredded up the papers he was supposed to do. Told the counselor that he hated school and that if he was bad enough they would have to kick him out. When she countered that by telling him that they were there to help him, and he would not be kicked out of school, smart child that he is, said that he would bring a knife or gun to school so they would have to kick him out. I have no clue what I am supposed to do.

He just cannot seem to shut his mouth, and it gets him loads of trouble. So now we have to have his head doc call the school, to confirm that yes he is under a doctors care. On top of that, we ended up telling Spenser that if he is feeling that bad at school, he needs to tell them he feels really bad. Not he hates school, so he is going to come as Rambo so he can get yanked out. We took away all the video games that had any sort of realistic violence in them. I have taken all of the toy gun, swords, and other weapons away. He is no longer allowed to watch any sort of program with realistic violence--cartoons, children's cartoons are fine for the moment.

If my life were a cartoon, it would be Road Runner and Wylie Coyote. Unfortunately, I would end up being Wylie, and have the TNT blow up on me on an hourly basis, while the Road Runner would be Spenser. Maniacally doing things without care of the potential fall out.

Or it would be Tom and Jerry. Take your pick which one I would be. Most likely Tom, because he is always the stressed out one, while Jerry thinks it is great fun to fluster the cat.

I made the mistake of talking to my dad about what had happened. He just does not get it. I am the one doing everything wrong. According to him, I should not argue my point with the demon child, instead just say whatever it is I have to say once, and let it go. Unfortunately it does not work that way. Also apparently he got his pyschiatry degree recently, and I must not have known about it, because according to him, Spenser is a master manipulator. Apparently that is all that is wrong with him. That and his fuck ups for parents.

I am so sick of people who think they know what is wrong with him. Like it can be explained that he is this way because he is spoiled, which I fully admit he is. But that is not the only issue at play here. I am sick of the school shrink who thinks she knows exactly what is wrong with Spenser. And it pisses me off to no end that she would even imply that we don't have him in treatment for this. I think Thursday is either going to make or break his schooling career at Loveland schools. I also think I will be drinking heavily after the meeting. Shit at this point I want to start getting shlonkered now.

Calgon, take me away. Far, far, far, away.