I agree except in my case I belted my son six times and got reported by the school's aftercare and the next thing I was sentenced to three months in prison. Now my son thinks he's lord god almighty as he knows we cannot touch him and constantly provokes us and his siblings on a daily basis. He smokes dope all day (denies it but fails every test), he steals from us and even crept into our room one night and tried to sexually assault his own bloody mother!!!!!!1

Now he is refusing to go back to school this year. He has a crap disciplinary record in every school he has attended. The psychiatrist is adamant Olyfkrans College is the best place for him but he vowed to get expelled or walk out on the first day.
The hiding caused more harm than good in our case.
My wife was ready to throw him out on the street the other night.

and psychology groups definitely don't work. They just sparked off an increase in his aggression and disrespect. And the pills the psychiatrist don't help either.

There are no answers, the love has gone and maybe parents should just realise that sometimes there are good people and there are bad people. Unfortunately despite having two other perfectly good children the oldest is an unmanagable brat who thinks the sun shines out his backside and despite our best efforts sometimes it is better to admit defeat and move on. Let them prove themselves and live up to each of their little lying words.

What's it like...?
Well, here's a small glimpse. This is a post I put on my blog on 13 December 2008.

:'-(
Oh yes bunnies!!!
It’s yet another one of those posts… this is getting repetitive innit?
Oh and please feel free to click away if you’re bored, oh bunnies of mine! I know I might well be by now…
I fucking detest school holidays. Damien is too old to be allowed into the holiday school programs- even if I pay them- and he’s too immature and irresponsible to stay home alone. Its lose-lose for us.
Tuesday night, Damien stayed with my mommy and daddy darling, and Glug took me out to dinner. Fabulous! I had fun, Damien had a blast.
Wednesday, Damien went to work with my mommy darling as she is already sans bosses and had lots to keep him busy with.
When I stopped by after work Wednesday afternoon to pick Damien up, he asked if he may stay over at my folks again. So I check with mommy darling and she said it was cool if I didn’t mind. And when Damien’s there he gets to spend a LOT of time with da Bruvva and he loves that (da Bruvva is the coolest according to Damien and what da Bruvva says is gospel).
Then we left briefly for Damien to get some clothes for Thursday and to pick up is phone charger. I stayed home and Damien walked back to my folks place.
Then at about 8:20pm I get a phone call.
Caller ID says its mommy darling. I remembered she said she was going to a funeral on Thursday morning and we forgot to make arrangements for where Damien would go through the morning… so in all innocence I pick up the phone.
I should know better by now right…?
Mommy darling says “Listen…” and I am instantly on guard!
She doesn’t want me to worry, but since I have told them that I need to be told when something happens with Damien rather than be surprised by it when it explodes, she is calling to let me know something’s up.
She tells me my daddy darling’s bedroom closet had been forced open. My folks do not have a full time maid, and I seriously doubt da Bruvva would do that, so suspicion immediately fell on Damien. So let’s cut to the chase here.
It probably was Damien… and he was probably after money, for cigarettes. But in true Damien style he denies it, and if you don’t know him can put you on such a guilt-trip you’ll doubt your own eyes! And he gets immensely hurt and affronted that you would even suspect him of something so heinous… never mind his track record!
At first mommy darling said Damien could stay, that she was just letting me know, but it was not to be. It resulted in my daddy darling going through Damien’s bags and stuff, and then kicking him out, telling him to walk home when my mommy darling was on the brink of bringing him. Anyone who knows my daddy darling well enough will know that this was not done gently or quietly, and I intensely dislike the way my daddy darling handles Damien… but he was angry and hurt and I get it. Doesn’t mean I have to accept it though- and I’ll still talk to him about it… when I think I can face them again.
Anyhoodle, luckily I am not far from my folk’s place… but I went to look for Damien anyway. When I found him he refused to get in the car, and when we arrived home he quite literally barricaded himself into his bedroom. I made him take the blockade down, but I left him in his room. We didn’t talk about what had happened… and we haven’t yet… to be honest I dunno what to say. I’m tired of talking about it.
The stunts he pulls makes me paranoid to go anywhere with him because I am afraid of alienating my friends because Damien can’t keep his hands to himself!
He keeps screwing over the people who are supposed to back him up, like me and my folks…
You know what?
I could quite happily sell my car and never leave home again. I'm sure I can work online from home or something. I can get everything I need delivered to my front door through the wonders of the interweb. And never leaving home again will save me the stress of constantly worrying about where Damien is and what he’s doing when I can’t see him.
Do you have ANY idea how kak it is to feel that perhaps you have to search your child before going home- because you can’t trust him not to keep his hands to himself? How kak it is to be afraid to go anywhere or visit anyone because in the back of your mind they may suspect Damien of helping himself to something of theirs and they’re too embarrassed to say anything?
I’m tired bunnies. Very very tired.

Hi There

My daughter 16, have not been in school this year. Her current school is not prepared to take her back & I have to get her back into school.

I do not know how or where to start. Anyone out there to give some advice. Also which schools are prepared to take these kids with this disorder, will a boarding school help perhaps.