Wednesday, April 27, 2016
If I didn't like my freedom so much, I'd go flip the principal's desk
This isn't really a huge revelation given our family history of depression and anxiety, or the fact that children with executive function disorders often have depression because they struggle with everything. EVERYTHING. Today I picked him up and he had a look on his face like he didn't get to do something he was really looking forward to, and he moped and dragged his feet all the way to the car. It took 15 minutes of badgering to get him to finally say that he felt upset but didn't know why, and that he'd woken up like that. It got worst throughout the day. He answered 'no' to my question of "are fun things still fun?", and said this has lasted for months. This school year has been an epic piece of garbage, with the teacher and principal adding to the bullying instead of the usual failing-to-step-in that they usually do. All I can do is what I did do, and file a formal complaint of bullying on the principal, teacher, and the kids in his classroom who decided that making derogatory comments about his skin color was an okay thing to do. I'm hoping that this last one is the nail in the school's coffin.
So, all that being said, it's time for me to start managing Alex's depression, refreshing myself on the symptoms in children, and making an appointment for him to be formally evaluated. It was time to do that anyway. It's been 3 years since the last one and the school won't give him a 504 next year without updated paperwork (for all the good it's done this year).
at 4:31 PM