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Maybe that's one huge part of the problem: the kids have me so beaten down, and they know it, that I just escape into my den/the internet/movies just to get away from them. College kid goes back to school this sunday, and I can't wait, but defiant kid is here for at least one more year... tho the threat of sending her to live with her dad is looming larger on the horizon... he wouldn't like that, as he'd have to deal with her daily and it would cramp his style, but I don't care. If I can't stand her living with me, she only has one other choice, to live with her dad, whom she hates even worse than she hates me... and that's a lot of hate.

I'm just hanging on minute by minute, staying in my room and avoiding them as much as possible. Not doing them any favors as I'm sick of being maid, taxi, and ATM. I don't think there's any real 'solution' as she won't live with her dad, but mostly I'm venting so I won't go insane over it. I have a few xanax a friend gave me, and it helps me keep from losing it and drinking myself into a stupor over all this sh!t.

I just have to take it one minute at a time, cause an hour, a day, is too long...