We left to go out of town last Thursday. When we returned home Sunday, difficult child had moved "back" in. Lock, stock, and barrell. I am not happy! He knows I'm not happy, which makes him sad, which makes me feel guilty for not being happy. I think we will be in a pych hospital soon. He doesn't seem very stable. On Saturday a girl he's been "talking" too had an accident and is severly injured---to what extent I don't know. He spent all weekend blaming himself---not even sure why. He is depressed--anxious. I think he spent most of the weekend in the bed. He has some community service hours to complete before the 9th. He missed his drug class because someone side-swiped his car and he can't reschedule before next probation meeting. I swear--this boy brings more trouble on himself--which translates to trouble for me. husband and I had a big fight last night about him coming home. I told husband that rules need to be set and at the first infraction he needs to go? But where? No job, no prospects, no one will hire him! He has no friends to stay with---he's burned all those bridges. I wouldn't hire him! I hate how I feel about him!