We put David in the hospital for a psych eval today. The hardest things I have ever done involve placing him in the hospital. Today was no different. In my reality, I want my little boy to be home, surrounded by his family. safe. protected. In his reality, things are much different. We are the enemy. Today the last thing that he said to me as he walked through the doors, “good luck getting me to come home.” I will continue to fight for David, to ensure that he gets the best care possible. I would love nothing more than to bring him home and keep him here. I won’t go through the ins and outs of what happened today to push for this placement, but it was, in part, requested by David. I just delivered on my promise that certain behaviors would earn him a stay in the hospital.
Not sure where it is coming from, but it seems like he is becoming paranoid. If I make the slightest noise he starts asking me what… what.. what.. I was working on my lap top, and he thought I was looking at him. Got all upset. If we are in another room, he has to come and find out what we are talking about, because he absolutely knows for certain that we are talking about him. He likes to provoke, and then watch to see the response. It is rather creepy. and then there are the times, I will be just sitting here, and turn to find him staring at me. Makes my skin crawl. Tweet #fighting4answrs
We live pretty frugally. We don’t get food assistance, other than the bi-monthly visit from the food pantry. We don’t purchase name brand products. Yet, David has this sense of self-entitlement that just blows me away. He says we don’t want him. He says we don’t love him. If we didn’t, if we don’t, then what in the hell are we fighting for? He claims to have friends all over town who are “giving him cash so he can go to Cenex and get food.” So, since I don’t know who he is stealing from, I warned the driver that takes him to school not to leave anything valuable in front of David, or where he could get at it. David repeatedly reminds us that we don’t trust him. He dearly wants us to trust him. How can I? How can we? Today I found a wad of cash in