Sticks and Stars

As I mentioned, my six year old has been having problems at school lately. This whole process of trying to intervene into the problems has been really involved and drawn out and stressful and at this point the school district is “requesting” that he have a psychiatric evaluation. They tell me it’s so that they can figure out how to serve him best, but both his counselor and his doctor say that it’s so that a psychiatrist can give him a prescription for some medication.

I am not thrilled with the idea of medicating my son, and by “not thrilled,” I mean, there’s no fucking way in hell I’m going to do it.

I’m thinking about quitting my job. I’m thinking about quitting my job and leaving my city and taking my boys to live with my dad in the country where they can play in the woods every day and not go to school and not be threatened with medication because they happen to be sparkly, odd-shaped pegs that don’t fit so well into those stupid boring round holes.

God, I am so fucking tired.

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