We went to the zoo Saturday and as we were walking around and I'm hearing parents fussing at their kids and kids getting whiny and grouchy, I was wondering why so many people call the zoo a happy place. I was thinking I was glad Kiddo is older and enjoying it.
I thought too soon. Not long thereafter, she started getting tired and grouchy, causing some dysregulation.
We got home and thought things had calmed down and kiddo asked for her meds a little early for a Saturday and said she was going to bed early. I went in her room and she was crying. When I asked what was going on, she started screaming and yelling.
Daddy went in and she screamed and yelled some more.
There was no calming her down and by this time I was worked up and crying and hyperventilating.
It was not a pretty sight.
She screamed, yelled, kicked the wall, threw her soda bottle against the floor and was actually scaring me pretty badly how upset she was.
She would scream. Daddy kept repeating over and over again "Kiddo, I love you very much".
We reminded her to use her coping skills and she screamed some more. She said she was mad that I turned her radio down when I came in and music was a coping skill. I explained I turned it down so I could hear her and that when we left she could turn it back up, but we were there to see what was wrong.
I suggested she take a shower (another coping skill), listen to some music and come when she's ready to talk, but not to lash out at us for being worried about her.
As of this morning, she still says she has no idea what was going on.
So worried about how upset she's been lately.
I'm guessing it's about her sister, but I really don't know. I wish I knew. I wish I could help. I feel so helpless.
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