I do not know what's going on with you lately. You've always been "heated", but these fits of yelling and aggression are NOT OK with me. They are draining and taxing and test my limits and I've had enough. I freaking surrender. You win.
Except, I'm not sure what you've won, because I can't figure out what the heck you're so worked up about anyway.
All I know is that your behavior is soul crushing. It breaks me and makes me want to walk away. Or yell. Or cry. And honestly, today, it's done all of those things. I do not know how handle you. Do you not see how your actions are affecting me? Can you not see the hurt on my face? Stop asking for "one more chance," I've given you a thousand.
What is happening here? You want for nothing. And you are treated no differently than anyone else in this household. We all live by the same rules. Do you not see this?
Perhaps, it's because you are four and you can't figure out how to express yourself any other way ...
Perhaps, it's because you are a middle child and you feel "invisible" ...
Perhaps, it's because you have low blood sugar ...
I don't know. I am at a complete loss. I have no clue of what course of action to take. Help me, Doodle. You are driving me crazy.
I love you, even when I can't stand you.