I’m not a parent and while I think I will some day be a decent one, I’m sure I’ll make plenty of mistakes.
Nevertheless it’s definitely been painful watching my cousin (who is now 10) experience extreme behavioral difficulties under the care of his remarkably ignorant parents. It’s not that they don’t love him, it’s that they were not ready for parenthood and cope very poorly with the stress his condition creates.
Said boy was born three months premature… he was 1.5 lbs at birth, the smallest on record at the large hospital where he was born. I remember when he was smaller than the length of my hand. For three months he was in intensive care, had multiple surgeries and it’s a damn miracle he’s even alive. Nobody would have ever predicted the unnatural force of energy he would one day become.
The boy is overall pretty healthy physically, extremely hyperactive and resistant to authority. I’ve had to care for him by myself more than once and he is a fucking piece of work. He knows how to push all the right buttons to get a rise out of people and delights in doing so. He’s not a bad kid… in many cases, very thoughtful and affectionate, but almost never obedient and often rude. He would be trying on anyone’s patience, and often is.
Unfortunately, his parents are not equipped to cope with this level of behavioral difficulty. They know that he has behavioral problems beyond the norm, but my Aunt is incredibly resistant to the idea of medicating him because she perceives it as dangerous. So instead they deal with it by punishing the bad behavior and ignoring the good behavior. Their expectations are too high. His father is constantly threatening to ‘‘beat his ass’’ (and has, I think, though he no longer sees his father or is subjected to physical abuse, as my grandmother about tore my uncle-in-law a new asshole when she found out he’d hit her precious grandchild with a belt.) He’s always getting screamed at for being a terrible kid. When his little sister was born, everything became about her, and every time she behaves badly they blame it on him, saying things like, ‘‘You set such a terrible example for your sister, she’s going to grow up into a little brat like you.’’ They also berate him for doing poorly in school, because he is a smart kid with almost no ability to pay attention. So pretty much all he ever gets is negative attention.
Naturally his behavioral problems only multiply, and starting around 7 he developed an extremely disturbing habit of striking himself repeatedly and screaming, ‘‘I HATE MYSELF! I HATE MYSELF!’’ I used to do the same thing, so it was kind of horrifying to witness and know what he was going through. This really did scare my Aunt when it started happening and distressed her immensely, but she did not know what to do.
Frankly I’m not sure what I’d do in her shoes… I don’t even understand how regular kids work, since I was never a regular kid. That’s what my husband, the child behavioral guru, is for. My family is convinced that if my husband spent a weekend with my cousin it would magically make all their problems go away, such is the depth of their ignorance on child behavioral psychology.
The good news is that now that my cousin’s father is living somewhere else, everything is calming down. His mother is more loving and attentive and he seems to be turning into a healthier, less spastic kid. He’s even doing better in school and the self-hatred seems to have gone away. I’m not saying he’s an angel and everything’s moving in perfect harmony, but it seems better, less tense. My grandparents help. They love him unconditionally, as they loved me unconditionally, regardless of what Mommy and Daddy think. The value of loving grandparents can never be underestimated.
It’s just frustrating to know that someone you love is responding badly to their child out of ignorance and the lack of resources to cope. And frustrating to know that a kid you love lacks the ability to understand complex issues like having a behavioral disorder, to know that he would control himself in a heartbeat if only he knew how.