Had a request at work today for substance exposed adopted 10yr old girl who was having a multi-hour meltdown involving breaking multiple pieces of furniture and doors
I arrive and she’s screaming at the top of her shrill little lungs about how she wants a new family or to “live on the other side of the world” (depending on where…no you don’t, kid). For the first few minutes, every response she gives me is screamed
Had her calmed down and making paper airplanes in 20 minutes. Then I had to discreetly and politely explain to adoptive mother that calling in behavioral health services to calm your kid down undermines your parenting and authority
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