Being the single parent of a 13 year old son who’s chosen defiance as his MO is not easy. In fact, it can be really hard. I’m sure it can be rewarding, but I’m not seeing any rewards right now. My parenting-a-son world stinks right now.
I’m struggling to see him as the dear son that I love and not as a trouble-making, surly boy who cannot see that his actions and words effect (and can hurt) others. I’m a jumble of emotions: drained, in tears, exhausted, sad, disappointed, questioning my decisions, hurt and at the end of my rope.
This is one of those times when it’d be nice if ex-husband was a rational and involved co-parent.