My bird owns me too. So much, after chasing him around the house and inadvertently frightening him, I HAD to get his wings clipped. I know he's depressed, but it's better than him being afraid of me
On another note, I need to spew this stuff about my daughter because it's tearing me apart. I never knew behavioral issues could be as much pain and worry as when she was in the hospital with kidney infections.
She has behavior issues at school, we are running her through testing for ADHD and intelligence, and it's clear that she's both smart and unfocused. Based on a couple of incidents this week (one of which involved being physically removed from the classroom and then sent to the clinic at school because they thought maybe something was WRONG because she just couldn't pull herself together - like hyper and giggly, not mean or anything). This last behavior screams mania to me, and I've wondered a little bit about that too based on her waves of good and bad weeks.
The worst thing about this all is that mama bear instinct that wants to scoop her up and protect her from the world, but I know if I do that, I'm doing her a great injustice. I should be glad we are seeing these things when she's 6 instead of 16!
It's wearing me out though. I have been crying a lot and not talking about it so much. Seems like when I talk about it, people start just kind of telling me how terrible their life is, which makes me feel guilty for being upset about something that seems "less trivial." So I just don't talk about it. But i NEED TO or I'm going to go crazy.
/rant
how are you all?!