Itchy Blistery Bumps On Buttocks

He does not answer, he continues to do what 'they want. I get nervous, I can not stand, do not want it. Muzzle muzzle. The power, however, 'and' mine: that of physical strength and stature. Escape slapping, threatening looks, kept crying and then exploded. Inside (of me) taking a strange almost uncontrollable mechanisms, followed by feelings of guilt for the same amount, maybe inside there 's only so much misunderstanding of aggression, submission and unconscious resistance. I'm talking about me and my son almost five years.
The spiral of violence and nervousness is likely to continue for a long time. If there were words that occurred providential by an adult, paid by the state, who looks after my son every day in a public place not far from home. He tells me (through a third person) that my son and 'still small, you can not' pretend you are eating alone, that dress, that they wash, which behaves like a child of 6, 7 years ... operations are complex, he is still missing in the concentration on the target ... It 'takes very little. There I could get by myself, but I got there. I calmed down, I saw my son as a young child, in need of constant support and encouragement, not as a lazy, uncaring, arrogant adult who does not respond, which is another, and claims that it does not help. This thing was there before my eyes: instead of running things and demand dictated personal anxiety (adult) I had better stop and think a little 'more'.
And to think that he, the child is crazy about me.