RAD is just beating my patootie these days. Taz has had his moments since the move but then quickly pulls it back together. Teddy on the other hand is holding on by a thread. It is more serious since he is almost 18 and is 5'10". I am working on lining up services in the area. Right Way has been a help. Everyone I talk to recommends the same therapist so we have an appointment with him next Thursday at 3. Teddy wavers back and forth in between admitting he needs it and saying he is not going. We will see. He had 4 stitches in his elbow over the weekend from going after Fish and tackling him to the ground. On top of my pile of decorative things to be put up, of course.
He did admit he is angry about the move. That is progress as it is the first time since we moved onMay 21 that he has talked about it. It is a place to start.
Never, never, never quit. He is almost grown up but I will not lose hope. Some tell me I am not realistic. Maybe not. I will not quit.