I caught myself thinking (not disparagingly but sympathetically) what a child M is, and then stopping myself because the whole system now regards her as an adult, and then thinking 'no, she IS a child'. Her behaviour is tantrum-esque, no different from when she was little. Shouting and screaming in her desperation, and yes moodiness. Up down up down, I tiptoe around her hoping that she will settle to a more even state.
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