Conner got in trouble by me today. He's not being nice to his sister. In matter of fact, he was being VERY mean to her. I am getting sick of hearing it from him. He's saying that he can talk mean to her because he is her brother. B.S.!!!
His words... "I hate her. She loves me. So what! She is so annoying and I hate her."
"I wish I didn't have a sister", " I wish she wasn't alive.", "I wish she wasn't a girl."
He is saying this in front of her. I can see it piercing her heart. She starts crying and runs away to the other room. I am pissed. Plain pissed. I am ready to ground him for maybe a couple years and then a few years after that.
I told Conner about how mean it is and how I don't like to hear it because it really hurts her. I told him that God doesn't like it either and that God wants us to be loving to everyone even if he "hates" someone. I told him "hate" is a very strong word. I told him that I was insulted as well since I am a girl. Nothing seemed to help. He still stood by his words that he hated her.
He started getting so mad at himself he started saying that he is stupid and he wants to die. He started punching things and even punched himself once.
We talked about how WHAT he says is different than WHO he is. What he says may be mean but that doesn't mean HE is a mean person. He is one of the nicest kids in school and he knows it. He is gentle and kind... most of the time and to most people.
Next time I went in his room he asked for a knife. My heart hurts.
He eventually calmed down a little after playing in his bed with some legos for a while. He lightened up once he was in his happy place for a few minutes. I couldn't get him to apologize for the life of me but I didn't push it by the end. I knew he was confused. I knew he was irritated at his sister. I knew that she was the easiest victim that he could take his frustrations out on. I also knew that I can't allow him to treat her like that.
That knife is still in my heart.
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