, he screamed. today would not be a good day.
i am so utterly heartbroken for my kids.
for those of you who have seen me in the last couple months [face to face]
i am full of stories. i work with behaviorally challenged kids [understatement of the century]. they're the kids that slap their principals, make bomb threats and put their fists through glass windows. yes, i tell LOTS of stories. they never end because they never stop doing shit. and every now and again we have to make restraints. you know take a kid down for fear of harming himself or other people...usually other people. i HATE it. no one takes pleasure in it...it traumatizes them. it re-traumatizes them. they have flashbacks of god knows what physical and sexual abuse and its traumatic for all of us to witness. it is often the closest we get to their real life horror.
it hit me today. as much as this boy is a liar and a pervert. he's also a boy-a hurt boy and i love him.