You will! I can guarantee you that and I'll tell you why. I used to ran a bird rescue in Pa and a couple brought a male Senegal to me - they said he was the Senegal from hell and they were right! He was 11 years old, his name was supposed to have been Sabu but he never even looked at you when you said it (he calls himself Sweetpea, mostly, but sometimes he uses Sweet) and he came in one of those old-fashioned, table-top squarish parrot cages (kind of like this one but with gold bars:
http://www.ebay.com/itm/Prevue-Pet-Prod ... rkt%3D1%26). It had a single thick dowel perch in the middle and nothing else. No toys, no nothing. All the bird could do was just perch there. And he had spent the best part of his eleven years in it. Needless to say, he hated all humans. To make matters worse, he fell head over heels in love at first sight with a sweet Senegal hen, Tobita, which adored me so he hated me with a passion because I was not only a monster-human but also the love of the love of his life! This bird relentlessly attacked me at every opportunity every single day for 3.5 years. I had scars all over my body from his bites - my feet and ankles were so bad, I actually had to tell the pedicurists that I did not have any weird pox, that the scars were from a parrot's bites!
I learned to keep my eye on him at all times while I was in the birdroom and to duck or run whenever he came after me but he figured out what I was doing and started attacking me from behind - he would fly to my head, grab my hair with his claws and, bending over, bite my face from above. I've had this bird hanging from my right eyebrow, me grabbing his body with both my hands, pulling him away while blood was running down my face trying to make him let go and he would not do it! Completely fearless little thing! But, as time went by, he started to realize that I was not THAT bad and the attacks were less and less frequent while he started to perch on my shoulder whenever Tobita was there. Needless to say, my heart was in my throat the whole time he was there and, on occasion, he would bite my ears (I have a notch missing from the cartilage in one and a bump of too much scar cartilage in the other one from his 'attentions'). But he calmed down and he no longer bites me -well, he still bites my feet if I don't watch where I am going and he is on the floor but only once in a blue moon. He steps up to a stick for me without a problem and even flies to perch on my head, my shoulder or hang on from my clothes as I do my chores. He takes treats from my fingers without chomping on them and he is the smartest parrot I have. This bird does not only have a very large vocabulary, he actually knows what he is saying and uses human language cognitively. He even makes jokes! He is my little genius parrot!
So, hang in there. Be very careful about keeping him at a solar schedule and using a good quality full spectrum light for during the daylight hours (because a hormonal parrot is an aggressive parrot), give him a good fresh food diet (free-feeding protein food is never recommended -well, except for the manufacturers of said food who want to sell you more and more of it
), be patient and interact as much as possible with him because being without somebody to love is really terrible for them and he will surprise you one day soon!