LA, my 7 year old, has anxiety. It’s awful to watch. Someone so small, my little baby, experiencing pure terror over tiny things. Completely unable to to attend the school that he loves because of awkward experiences on the bus and the one final straw that turned me into a home school mom.
His teacher, Miss M, yelled at him once. I was never able to get him to go back again. It broke his heart that he let down his teacher and made her so angry that she had to yell. I think it’s fair to say most kids would accept that they did something wrong, possibly be upset for a bit, but ultimately be able to go back to class and have fun with friends soon after. Not LA. School was over. Every morning was crying fits, yelling, begging…
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