I’m currently writing this as I wait out a screaming tantrum that has lasted for 20 minutes.I have no idea what to do. I’m the only parent they have at the moment and all I want to do is show them affection, use positive reinforcement and tell them they’re beautiful but right now...My child is acting like a fucking demon child that was conceived during a meth induced one night stand between the Devil and Medusa.I won’t react, I won’t get mad. I want to but I won’t. I’ll just grab my pissed-off-pillow and retreat into the closet and scream into it.I’m sad for my daughters that their mother won’t get her shit together and that she has barely been in their life for the past year and more. That part kills me but during times like these I become selfish in my thinking.What about me? I wish she would get her shit together so I can have a fucking break.I love my daughters, we will power thru.As soon as I finished that last sentence, the tantrum has ended. The chaos has subsided. At least for the next 20 minutes.Thank you for the free therapy, Reddit.Cory from Midland, MI via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2sfkZXx
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