May 23, 2014
I was up early, 5am, EARLY. Ugh. Dave and I ran into Walmart to LOOK for something to wear to Noah's career center graduation. I didn't find anything, Dave got a nice shirt. Got home, showered, got ready and we left around 8am, which I'm glad we left early, the place was packed. It went off without a hitch, (besides 2 assholes behind us CONSTANTLY coughing!!!) Noah received his "certificate" which looks exactly like a high school diploma, I LOVE IT! When it was over, all the parents were invited to the common area for cookies and juice.. That's when Noah started.. acting like a complete ASSHAT. I'm NOT taking 50 pictures, Mom. I'm NOT smiling Mom. Your NOT getting my diploma, Mom.. on and on. I was furious. He refused to let Dave and I enjoy one minute of his accomplishment because of his shitty attitude. I took a few pictures, I refused to let Dave find someone to take a picture of us as a family. Fuck it.
We left. On the ride home, I blasted him. He just sat there, wouldn't say one word, or give me a explaination for his assnine behavior. Dave told him that he isn't the same Noah, He's changed. Noah promptly went to his room and cried. I feel like he's punishing me for something.. what else could it be? I told Noah he needs to start taking his meds again. I cannot deal with his attitude and this kind of behavior at his high school graduation next week because I will snap out and it wont be good.
Im just sad because it was a big day for Noah, and it just all turned to shit.