Yet again it is 2am and I am sitting at the table with a loud cranky bipolar child. For over an hour we have had screaming and ranting and raving. It is the kinds of sounds that will make you question your own sanity. I shudder at the thought of what it would be like if he did not take any medication. I also shudder at the thought that he is trapped in himself and can not escape the demons in his mind.
As a result pretty much everyone in the house is cranky. The relationships are strained. It is very difficult to maintain any normalcy in a house that is controlled by these consistent midnight, 1 am nightmares. He can not tell us what is going on in his head because he is so busy working on getting the next scream out.
He did so well today with his haircut and bath. We had absolutely no problems getting him to sit still for the haircut. As soon as the cut was done he went straight to the bath. It is just nuts how he can go from that sweet child to this middle of the night creature you would expect to hear on scifi channel in the middle of ghost hunters week.
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