Hello, fellow Warrior Moms! I just joined and already feel so much support from reading all the posts. Yesterday, my difficult child son, blew off probation. That was the final straw; I had to make him leave. I don't know where to begin, so I will start with the present, which is heavy on my heart right now. He was living with me and his 2 teenage siblings. He came from rehab and was supposed to go to an inpatient program (drug addict: oxycontin). He ruined that because he was kicked out of rehab for passing a note to a female resident (this was just one of many infractions). Then he found a halfway house. This house was adorable (white picket fence, front porch, nice yard). He sabbatoged that too! With nowhere to go, I let him stay with me. He was working at the time, and I thought we could help each other. Until he got fired for being a "no-show". He's been hanging around making a half-a_ _ effort to find a job. When he didn't go to probation yesterday, after I offered to drive him (he lied and said he had a ride, but didn't really go)... I lost it. I finally had the nerve to make him leave. I got so angry, I hate that feeling. This morning he showed up at my front door and asked to come in to brush his teeth and get a few things. I let him. He asked his 13 yr. old brother for a back-pack. He put a few things in it; I gave him $20 for food, we hugged and he left. He's officially a homeless bumb. This is the same little boy who walked to school with a back-pack on his back! I keep reminding himself to let it go and give it to God. I know he's right where he should be, floundering around bottom. If he finally hits bottom I pray he bounces back!