I bought my boy home yesterday. He looks different. I guess he is more of a man than a boy.
He was happy to be home. Played with the cat and waited for his brothers. Caught up with his friends and listened to music for a good length of time. He was definitely a lot better but it will take some work to keep him in this state. Actually, more work and compliance from his end.
We actually had our first test last night...he wanted to leave at 10:15 to go over a boy's house to watch a horror movie. I told him no. He didn't like the answer. Tried to argue...threw his shoes down...and tried to argue some more. He grumbled as he turned to his room...and then planted himself on his bed and proceeded to get lost in a playstation game.
The difference... he actually gave up. Pray this continues. Because even after it is understood it is no....in the past....my son would continue....and continue....and continue. Basically....he would wear me into submission. For a long time I was good at not giving in...but...then mix in the anger....the threats....and the violence... there always came up the question...is this worth it.
Oh...Oppositional Defiance Disorder. That is my boy. Yes..in the end...it is worth it. I have received him back with mutual understanding between us..that what I say goes. Nick...in the midst of his illness...reasoned that since I did not make him...I had no right to tell him what to do. When he convinced himself of this.....is when he really went bonkers.
The therapist and I have hope that Nick finally reasoned....that I do have all decision making authority over him. Basically....yes...I am his Father. I have always been his Father and always will be his earthly Father. No Argument.