Daughter hates meetings. Especially meetings about her. We're approaching the meeting where we make her case plan for the year, and she is not happy about it. Part of the problem is that with the Central Auditory Processing Disorder, she has difficulty following and processing what is being said. Because she is so articulate, it is easy to forget that her receptive language skills are on the level of a 3 year old.
She called me this week, furious about the upcoming meeting, and blaming me for it. She's home tonight, so we talked about it. It was hard to get her to acknowledge what was bothering her, though she said she couldn't handle choir tonight. Finally she admitted she was afraid of the meeting. She couldn't tell me why, she's just afraid. We talked about who would be there and what the meeting was about. We considered every one's reason for being at the meeting. After a while, she got up and got ready to come to choir. I think that means talking help. I know the stress went out of her voice as we talked about it.
Life is challenging for Daughter right now. She doesn't like it when they get new staff at the house, and there have been a lot of new staff members recently. Unfortunately, that is not going to change. I can understand, though, why it would be unsettling for her. It's too bad, though, that those who have so much trouble with change find the people who are caring for them changing so regularly.
I'm very grateful she no longer lives with me. It's much easier to deal with her drama from a distance.