From the moment I picked Elliott up from school, his anxiety level was building and building.
He may tell me what he thinks is wrong but I just don't think that it's very accurate. Based on his enormously raging meltdown, I feel like what he's telling me is missing key pieces of information, needed to figure out how to help him.
There is no consoling him. There is no reasoning with him because that trains already left the station.
I now have a headache and my stress level has been taken through the roof.
