Click Image To Visit Site Picture yourself enjoying the happy smiles on everyone’s faces at your child’s 17th birthday party…
Your child is happy dancing with their girlfriend or boyfriend. Good friends are close by chatting and laughing. Even their work colleagues have shown up to celebrate with them. This heart warming image may seem a little far fetched to you right at this moment in time; however don’t worry it was once just a pipe dream for me too… Until I discovered some easy-to-use principles which transformed my son (Brandon) from the depths of despair and depression, to the happy-go-lucky, friendly 17 year old he is today. So let me share a little of Brandon’s story with you here today…
When Brandon was a little boy – I have such fond memories of myself and he playing "hide and seek", digging up worms in the garden, and making the best mud pies in Queensland (Australia)!
Back then he really enjoyed life and lived it to the absolute MAX – until something really, really scary happened to him. The frightening and chilling spectre of… School!
From the very first day when he sprinted out of class, crying floods of tears and declared "I’m NEVER going back" – I knew there’d be trouble… Pretty quickly the other kids discovered my son was ‘different’, and they knew they could get instant entertainment from him. They knew no matter what took place, they just had to run off and leave him to take the blame from the teachers. Yet he never took the blame, he just got more upset and ended up throwing a full blown melt down, which would make the teachers send him home. It was a no win situation for my son Brandon. Some days I could drop him off and by the time I arrived home the school was ringing me to pick him up again! He was being bullied and the teachers just didn’t seem to want to help him one little bit.
"Our little boy went from loving himself and enjoying life to a little boy who loathed and hated himself…"
Brandon began to feel very overwhelmed anytime he had to go to school. No one liked him! And though he could not communicate it… He still felt strongly and knew in his own way he had no friends, the teachers loathed him and he was so alone and sad. I used to find him just sobbing under the quilt in his bedroom. His unfriendly peers and equally unhelpful teachers were literally tearing his poor young soul into pieces. Over time his behaviours began to come strong and heavy because problems were getting worse at school. And this went on for 3 years… It all reached a chilling climax on Valentine’s Day in 2004 (when Brandon was 8), when…
So while every other child was sitting there opening cards and giggling on this "fun" day; our son was made to sit there and just watch. Not even the teacher made a… Read more…
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