My child was dissuaded from first grade What should I do.
Today's post, it's not Bo sympathy Bo attention, it's just a mother, I feel like a failure, I want to find a place where no one knows me and say what I think I'm not the child's biological mother, but we have been getting along since I was one and a half years old, the child doesn't know this fact, I started to take over completely at the age of four, until I went to elementary school, I found that I couldn't control him anymore. The child has a lot of problems, he doesn't listen to the class, he runs out to play at will, he runs back and forth in the classroom during class, to disturb other classmates, Dad, he is a more extreme person, he doesn't care if he makes mistakes when he is in a good mood, I will be annoyed by nagging, and when he is in a bad mood, it is a violent beating, resulting in the current child, in his face, in me and in the school is a face, he doesn't believe it, he thinks that such a young child has so many thoughts.
This child, especially loves to cry, since he was a child, he has used crying to solve the problem, but he didn't dare to cry in his father's place, for example, once, looking for something outside, crying vigorously, finally got it back, as soon as he entered the elevator, he immediately stopped crying, and then went to the door, saw his father's slippers outside, knew that he was not at home, and continued to cry, I avoided him and went back to the house, chased me and cried, cried for almost an hour, and then my father came back, when he heard the door ringing, he immediately stopped crying, and shouted at me, let me not say, I was really angry, But Dad didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, until today the child was at school, broke the hands of two classmates, I went to pick him up, rolling all over the ground (** is) crying can't stop, the last four people were carried out, the director said, persuade to quit, we can't accept him. When I got home, my father might really have no choice, so I told him that you didn't go to school, and then it was fine, he saw that my father was not angry, so he came over and asked me if I could go downstairs to play, I said you are casual, I don't care, you are free now, and then the child put on his clothes and left, and played until eight o'clock in the evening before coming back.
Because of his affairs, the two of us have quarreled too much, and I went to pick him up today, when he rolled on the ground and cried, their head teacher said, child, you feel sorry for your mother, I almost couldn't hold back my tears when I heard this sentence, and I instantly felt that the two people who were by my side every day had not yet understood me. Since the child went to elementary school, I kept apologizing to parents and teachers, my aunt came once every three or four months, I just want to focus on my body now, I don't want to be useless anymore, I want to make myself happy, don't scold me for deserving it, thank you stranger.