So my son has a habit that is drastically interfering with my life and I can't seem to get a handle on it. The latest episode cost us a weekend vacation deposit and I have never been more angry.So we made plans in December with family to go on a weekend stay-cation this weekend. We have been talking about it occasionally and as usual, he started out by seeming excited. Then last weekend I tried to start making more concrete plans and I tried to discuss some of the activities available at the resort. He screams at me that I am ruining it for him and spoiling the surprise, won't tell me anything else, just that I have ruined it and now he doesn't want to go.Off and on this week he has talked about going, asking if he could do stuff without his younger cousins, etc. But if I bring anything about it up then he screams and yells and says he hates me. So I don't talk about it anymore until yesterday when I asked him to help me pack one little bag (which books would you like to bring, pick three) and he says now he isn't willing to go.Today I went to a Dr appointment and came home to get ready and pack the car for our planned departure. He flipped the fuck out. Hid behind the entertainment center, screamed like a siren at the top of his lungs, called me names ( thank you public school) and said he would act this way the whole time if I made him go.So I canceled. I'm so fucking tired of dragging an ungrateful screaming brat to try to have fun. I have been looking forward to this for over a month, my first vacation in 3 years. But I would have had to physically put him in the car and last time he hit and kicked me enough to bruise. And he threw a fit at the restaurant, true to his word that he would make it awful for me if I made him go. I don't want him to be like that in front of my sister's kids, especially since they are 3 and 2.About an hour after I canceled he came to me all sweet, asking when we were getting ready to go. I fucking lost my mind. I told him not only were we not getting to go but that he will have no screen time or friends or anything else resembling fun all weekend. That this is entirely his fault, because I have tried to take him by force before and he freaked out on people and taught his cousin bad words and since he follows through on his threats I can't trust him to behave even if he feels better now. That I won't go only to be stuck in a hotel room with a bad kid.It is too late to go now. We won't have a room, everyone else left hours ago and I am so resentful and angry that I just want to scream at him like he screams at me. He goes to counseling once a week, to group once a week, physical therapy and occupational therapy too. He loves the pool and the whole reason we were going to this place was the indoor pool/ water park. I have been sobbing in my room. I am held prisoner in my own home by a child I don't even know if I love anymore. I can't do this all alone for 11 more years. What do I do? via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2k5nDGb
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