"Parenting is an ugly job, and you find yourself faced with this, and if you don't do something, somebody else is going to," he said. "Rage and conflict don't just disappear."
This distressing
article doesn’t really give any answers as there may possibly be none.
However the bottom line is that there are a great many juveniles who need psychiatric help.
This is universal, not an adoption problem in this article, but it strikes a chord in my world.
My family has
impulse problems and
poor self-control which are two mitigating factors in this article, yet I’d have to say we are spectacularly blessed by the fact that older adopted children come with Medicaid that pays for therapeutic help. May I stress this point? Repeat it for the thousandth time in my barely four month tenure here as a blogger? We need this psychiatric help more than anything.
We need this help in the way of out-of-home placements at times, in-home counseling, and the many other resources available to us via the adoption assistance Medicaid provision.
If we did not have it, I’d find a way to pay for therapy somehow, so highly do I value it, so badly do we need it.
This article is disturbingly frightening and it’s a reflection on our society and the loss of family values. It doesn’t necessarily discourage me as I feel we can turn this around, one family at a time, by devoting ourselves to our children, getting their needs met and helping them grow up to become responsible adults who will successfully break the generational dysfunctional cycle they came out of years ago when they joined our family.
The prosecutor, in this Houston county, ponders if the negative media influence or if all this results from a lack of parental supervision, when in reality it must be a culmination of many factors.
There’s so much going against us parents at times that I can understand how people might throw up their hands in despair.
I believe that there are ways to counter this negativity through church-going, stressing academic success without straining a child’s innate capabilities, providing organized sports as an option, family dinners, eye contact and a listening ear with one’s children, combined with
monitoring tv, radio and computer viewing habits; being a parent not a “cool friend”, and loving them through these very turbulent adolescent years.
That still might not be enough at that point, but I deeply and truly believe that at some point all of my children will comprehend how much I have loved them, forgiven them of their resentments toward me, and I’m still here, still their parent, no matter what, no matter how hard they’ve tried to be shut of me.