Hi, I'm new to this forum and have been searching the 'net to best describe this condition, and I think I've found it. Don't know whether to be relieved or not.
Tonight, I found myself screeching at my son (15 years old) those three most hated words a phobic person can hear: Pull yourself together. And now, of course I regret it. I've made him feel like shit, and me feeling bad for saying it.
He has the condition and I'm the mum wondering how that hell it happened.
He's never been one for going out, never eaten much, doesn't like heights or funfair, hates long journeys in a car. His younger brother suffered a lot with migraines and was sick a lot during the summer holidays, and my 15 year old was sick in a restaurant three months ago. Ever since *that* episode he's refused to eat out as a family, and won't go to his grandma's house (she's the type of gran who fusses and constantly offers food).
Son's doing his GCSE's, or was, they've stopped, because he's refusing to go to school.
He broke up for the school holidays a normal(ish) boy, and this September he's this too-thin too-anxious boy who should be enjoying his teen years but isn't.
I don't know what to do with him.
Wish I had the illness instead of him.



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