Read the Room ET...
YSS had his first visit with ET in a few weeks. He forgot to share his grades. DH showed ET his grades.
Recap: YSS failed his first semester classes except one class. Like, hardcore failed. It's part of the reason why he nows lives with DH and I. This most recent semester, he managed to get a C- or higher in all his classes. Between an abrupt move, whacky schooling, therapy, depression/anxiety, his first real breakup with his GF, and moving a second time, I consider that a major success. Plus, he's taking two summer school courses to bring up two of his first semester grades so he passes those classes for credit (he'll still end up with a D).
Anyway, DH and I have been expressing how proud we are of YSS for making a comeback. We've worked with him to set realistic expectations for school. He'll never be an A/B student. He never has been. College is not something that is currently on the table for him. He know this, we're talking about trade schools for his future, etc. He's pleased with himself.
In waltzes ET. What were her glorious words of wisdom to her son?
"You're going to do better next semester, right, and get all A's and B's?"
This was not a question, by the way. This was a demand.
Way to go, ET! You've learned frack all of nothing. Your yelling and screaming didn't do sh*t to help him before. Why in the eff do you think it is helping now???
This is just a vent. We talked to YSS afterward about it. He knows that we're still proud of him and will keep working with him. He knows the expectations of summer school (which, BTW, ET also blew her top when she found out he had to take 2 sessions, both for classes during the semester that he was living with HER unemployed arse). Why ET can't critically think is beyond me. I shouldn't be surprised anymore, but I find myself bewildered every time.