I’m beyond frustrated. Edit to add: my son will be 13 in December. I’ll try to stay brief about the events that led to today being basically an all-day screaming match: He started by getting into some red food coloring on Halloween after he decided his inflatable chicken costume was too hot and wanted to be a vampire. Didn’t ask. Just grabbed it and proceeded to get it everywhere. All over the kitchen, his bathroom, the hallway floor, and his nice new school clothes. I stepped in it in the hall and freaked out thinking it was blood. So Halloween was over at that point.
Monday I did some rearranging and started a fall clean out in his room since he didn’t have school today and could help. (Help. Ha.) The idea was that I would do everything I could to make sure his space was easy to keep clean. Get rid of old clothes, shoes, and toys, get everything organized, etc.
But as we went through I just got angrier and angrier. Stuff just shoved in the back of his closet, expensive electronics broken, tiny video game cards thrown in a box, ruined clothing…he DESTROYS EVERYTHING! Like I’m just made of money. He expects everything will just be replaced or that he can just throw away anything he gets bored with.
And he doesn’t do jack shit around the house. I try to be consistent about making him do chores but then after a time I get exhausted and do it myself because it’s easier. I tell him to fold and put away his laundry I washed and dried for him and it becomes a three hour ordeal. He won’t even pick up his dishes/trash off the table after meals without me standing over him. Unloading the dishwasher takes him thirty minutes minimum. And I’m going to spare everyone the details of his bathroom situation. I don’t know how he manages to do what he does in there - it’s disgusting and dangerous. I feel like I could die of e.coli ir h.pylori ir norovirus any day.
His dad and I own a restaurant and while a lot of my work is done from home, I still put in eight to ten hour days and work the floor for ten to twelve hours per day about 2-3 times a week. This situation is unsustainable for me and it’s not healthy for him to be raised with this expectation that he will be waited in hand and foot and cleaned up after. I already feel so sorry for his future partners.
He’s medicated for ADHD but is otherwise “normal.” He’s been tested several times and isn’t on the spectrum, doesn’t have any cognitive functioning problems or learning disabilities. He’s actually gifted, although he’s failing classes he’s naturally very good at because he just doesn’t feel like doing his work - our school district doesn’t even assign homework! This is IN CLASS work he’s not doing!
We’ve tried chore charts and I’m working on one tonight, assigning “minutes of gaming time” to each task. Failure to do repeating/daily tasks results in negative minutes. So if he gets five minutes for clearing his place at the table after dinner, he loses five minutes for not doing it. I’m sure it’ll work for a week until he starts purposefully making his chores such a huge, disruptive problem that I break down and start doing them myself again to keep the peace and/or some semblance of a functional schedule in my house.
Besides running away or sending his ass to military school, what can I do?! I’m desperate.
Monday I did some rearranging and started a fall clean out in his room since he didn’t have school today and could help. (Help. Ha.) The idea was that I would do everything I could to make sure his space was easy to keep clean. Get rid of old clothes, shoes, and toys, get everything organized, etc.
But as we went through I just got angrier and angrier. Stuff just shoved in the back of his closet, expensive electronics broken, tiny video game cards thrown in a box, ruined clothing…he DESTROYS EVERYTHING! Like I’m just made of money. He expects everything will just be replaced or that he can just throw away anything he gets bored with.
And he doesn’t do jack shit around the house. I try to be consistent about making him do chores but then after a time I get exhausted and do it myself because it’s easier. I tell him to fold and put away his laundry I washed and dried for him and it becomes a three hour ordeal. He won’t even pick up his dishes/trash off the table after meals without me standing over him. Unloading the dishwasher takes him thirty minutes minimum. And I’m going to spare everyone the details of his bathroom situation. I don’t know how he manages to do what he does in there - it’s disgusting and dangerous. I feel like I could die of e.coli ir h.pylori ir norovirus any day.
His dad and I own a restaurant and while a lot of my work is done from home, I still put in eight to ten hour days and work the floor for ten to twelve hours per day about 2-3 times a week. This situation is unsustainable for me and it’s not healthy for him to be raised with this expectation that he will be waited in hand and foot and cleaned up after. I already feel so sorry for his future partners.
He’s medicated for ADHD but is otherwise “normal.” He’s been tested several times and isn’t on the spectrum, doesn’t have any cognitive functioning problems or learning disabilities. He’s actually gifted, although he’s failing classes he’s naturally very good at because he just doesn’t feel like doing his work - our school district doesn’t even assign homework! This is IN CLASS work he’s not doing!
We’ve tried chore charts and I’m working on one tonight, assigning “minutes of gaming time” to each task. Failure to do repeating/daily tasks results in negative minutes. So if he gets five minutes for clearing his place at the table after dinner, he loses five minutes for not doing it. I’m sure it’ll work for a week until he starts purposefully making his chores such a huge, disruptive problem that I break down and start doing them myself again to keep the peace and/or some semblance of a functional schedule in my house.
Besides running away or sending his ass to military school, what can I do?! I’m desperate.