This is a vent. If you don't like my vents and came in here to tell me that my child deserved worse then FUCK OFF.
I realized today how far behind Amanda is compared to her sister and her peers. Not educationally, thank goodness, but emotionally. The kids decided to scrape up what little snow we have left and have a snow ball fight. One of the kids hit Manny in the back with one and next thing any of us know, she's on the ground screaming in a full blown panic attack. It was scary for all of us. I ran and hugged her and held her but I couldn't stop but to start crying. She can't even play in the snow with the other kids without her past coming and kicking her in the butt. I'm used to her panic attacks, I am not sure why this one got to me, but it did.
The girl who threw the snowball kept saying that she is sorry and I assured her that is is okay but its not. My kid will never be able to withstand even an accidental hit without going into a panic attack. She's always on edge (even when she says she's not). I'm going to have to have her put on anti anxiety/depression drugs. She's EIGHT. No eight year old should have to be on Prozac. Then again, no eight year old should have to be afraid of the world around her because of ONE monster. And what did she do to deserve this? What travesty did she participate in to deserve a life of fear and anxiety? She moved. That's all she did, she moved to pick something up.
Days like this make me want to go homicidal on the person who did this to her. But of course, I won't. I won't return violence with violence. I believe in Karma, and one day, he'll get what he deserves.
bring on the bashing. I'm going to bake.
Edit: Sorry for the people who don't know the story. The back story is on Pg 2.