I have tried every way I know to help Micah's behavior. I've tried every form of consequence, but nothing really stick. I've asked how he's feeling so many different ways, I wonder if he feels like he's drowning too.
I'm praying every which way from Sunday to give me guidance or give him guidance.
I'm staying with him forever, and I have told him that many times. It's not possible for me to give up.
Is this what it's like to be tortured? Feeling like you're dying, but you don't?
I feel like I'm failing him in all I do. And if I'm asked for more ideas, then those will fail him too. Right now it feels like every mistake in my life, every bad word I said to a crazy driver is a failure leading to his downfall.
