Life was becoming harder by the day. We were fast approaching the summer holidays twin 1 had received 13 fixed terms exclusions that academic year. Twin 2 had received 24. All our support had stepped away. We were on our own it was a Saturday night in mid July it all blew up twin 1 got angry because it was bath time 3 hours later I was covered in bruises, I had a bust lip and a black eye. His bedroom contents other than his bed was emptied all over the house from him throwing it all down the stairs. He finally gave up through physical exhortation.
I just sat and cried all night thinking how can people not see we need desperate help?