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Feeling Hopeless

I first noticed my daughter was struggling with demons when she was in kindergarten.  Now she is nearing the halfway mark of her sixth-grade year. I have never stopped trying to get the help she needs. Our life has never been easy. I feel like every day I have been a parent has been a huge challenge. I feel very much alone.

My daughter's father is not involved in day to day parenting of our daughter. I have spent years trying to get him actively involved but he continually resists all attempts to get our daughter the help she needs. As recently as days ago I have tried to get him to understand how serious the concerns affecting our daughter are. But he is not hearing me. The full extent of his parenting is her spending 48 hours by-weekly with her.

Currently, daughter is SO ANGRY. She is attempting to control or manipulate all aspects of life at home. She gets angry anytime anything does not go her way. She is frequently physically violent. The simple act of asking her to put her plate and utensils in the dishwasher after her meal leads to her having a tantrum. She has told me she will do what she wants when she wants.

I am not getting any support from family and feel very alone. It is affecting my health. I have a constant headache and feel my stomach is in knots. I frequently am losing feeling in my limbs and mouth. I have been trying to find new support but feel no one is hearing me and understanding how dire the situation is. I feel like my daughter is capable of seriously physically hurting me in addition to the emotional tole trying to parent her is taking on me. I feel so very near the edge of my ability to cope with parenting my child.
Location: Alberta, Canada

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