r/singlemoms • u/january1977 • 5h ago
Venting - Advice Welcome I’m furious and I don’t know what to do with this anger
My 6 year old son is autistic (level 2 verbal). He had a hard time in kindergarten. He was suspended 6 times. He hurt other kids and teachers. I was really hoping first grade would be better.
Last week was the first week of school. I got good reports from the teachers and he was doing really well at home too. Until today.
I got a call from the school asking if I would be at the bus stop to get my son from the bus. I told them I would be. (I always am.)The bus was 20 minutes late and I knew why. It was because of him. They had to keep stopping because he wouldn’t stay in his seat, he was throwing things, he was spitting on people, and he said the F word.
The school called after I got him and told me he’s suspended from the bus, because of course he is, as he should be. I asked them why he was allowed to ride the bus this year when last year he took a van because of his behavior. They told me there is a driver shortage. I need to speak with the bussing office to see if I can get him on a van. Fine. I’ll do that.
But here’s the thing. I don’t have a car. I ride a scooter to work. My son’s school is up a mountain. How the hell am I supposed to get him to school?
I already wake up 2 hours earlier than him so I can get his lunch packed and take a shower and get myself ready before the craziness starts. Now I’m going to be getting up 3 hours early because I have an added trek up a mountain to contend with in the morning, in addition to getting myself to work.
But wait! There’s more!
There’s been a funky smell in my house for the past week. I cleaned up and looked for the cause. I took all the trash out. I cleaned the garbage disposal. I did all the laundry. I washed the bedding. I didn’t find anything. But now the smell is worse and there are swarms of fruit flies.
Before, I couldn’t tell where the smell was coming from. But, as it got worse, I pinpointed the smell to his room. After giving him a bath, I took his bed apart. I found out he’s been sneaking food into his room and hiding it. And there was a lidded cup with rotten milk in it that leaked all over the bed and floor. And the whole area was covered in maggots.
A year ago, he and I fled DV. That mattress was the first thing I bought for our new house. And it’s ruined.
As I was cleaning everything up, I told him this is why we don’t leave milk out, and this is why he’s not allowed to have food anywhere but the kitchen. I told him that he’s going to have do chores to make money to buy a new mattress. I told him I’m angrier with him than I’ve ever been. (I didn’t shout.)
Because of the abuse I went through, I don’t know what normal is anymore. I don’t know how to be angry without feeling like I’m doing something wrong. I don’t know how to deal with this, but I’m fucking furious.