hi, so she showed up, with her stupid friend and i think the friends mom i couldn't tell could of been her other idiot friend outside waiting. it was quiet, i didnt' cry, or yell or do anything stupid. I even offered to help at one point. she said i'll be back tmrw for my bed. i said no not tomorrow i'm not doing this all weekend. if you want it you can call me and we'll set up a day. i had written her a letter explaining some junk about the benefits to working out her junk in therapy, some life lessons i probably won't get the chance to teach her, told her to respect herself above all else and to learn how to love herself, and be her own best friend and the rest will come. some more junk. i handed her the envelope as she walked out, kissed her on her head and told her i loved her. so, this part of it is over now. not sure how i feel, a bit mixed up now. it'll take time as with anything else to digest and stabilize our home yet again from another traumatic thing. feel bad for difficult child shes giong to be a wreck tmrw. i'm predicting.