Having a two year old is the worst experience of my life.

These are the days that truly make me feel like I failed as a parent. As he throws himself on the ground screaming for the (probably) literal 100th time that day, over absolutely nothing, I feel like I'm losing my mind. I know people say "this is normal" and "this will pass" but I dread every single day. I have tried every trick in the book- getting on his level, calmly empathizing, removing him from the situation etc. Nothing. Works. He will find ANYTHING to whine about. Think "you want to hear the most annoying sound in the world?" type whining. Who is this kid?? Where is my sweet, funny little best friend and who replaced him with this...? I feel so guilty that I feel like our relationship is more strained, and more forced. I have to force myself to remain calm and understanding. I have to force myself to provide comfort when he is upset about the fact that he cant lick his forehead. I just don't want to. I want to run away and hide until it's over. Today, I'm just having a hard time. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2NyI2Vd