day 8-
tough love tends to be harder on the giver than the receiver.
I hate doling out tough love. I hate being the mean guy, it absolutely kills me. I had to sit my oldest down and explain to him that if his grades (already after the first week of school *sigh*) don’t improve, that there will be some pretty serious consequences to follow (might i add, for both of us). He’s struggled since first grade and things have consistently gotten worse and now he’s so behind in understanding concepts that he’s falling behind even faster. I know it’s not all his fault. Part of the blame rests on my shoulders for not holding my ground in the first place. But it is his responsibility to try his hardest. So while i am giving my son tough love, i am also giving myself a good dose of it too. That’s a tough cookie to swallow.
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