So far I have been slapped a few times, told to shut up, and had a pair of Thomas shoes thrown at me. I was told I am mean, and how much lil man hates me. There is no reasoning, no talking him out of it, you just have to let it go, and be there to comfort him when its all said and done.
He hates his toys, his bedroom, his food, and his new parents.
Comforting someone who hates you, and is pushing your every button is very had. I don't think I full understood how damaged these children are.
It's heartbreaking. It isnt his fault, he wasn't the one that drank so much it damaged his brain. He didnt asked to be moved from house to house.
After the raging fit, I am his best friend. He wants a hug, and wants me to play with him. Hopefully over time these behaviors will reduce.
For now I am off to do more research!