Don't know about anyone else, but dealing with a child with conduct disorder is the most frustrating, disappointing, annoying, horrifying, exhausting, obnoxious thing on this planet. My son has been oppositional defiant for two years. Any little change in routine and it's 20 minutes of being told to go F* myself, I'm a F*n this and that, so on and so forth. Medication that brought peace he said was making him fuzzy headed and sick in his stomach. He's been prescribed a controlled substance for the ADD (which this other stuff was also for) and it's off the richter scale for the ODD. I don't know about anyone else, but frankly I didn't sign up for this. I am thoroughly exhausted and fed up with the constant angst and turmoil, disrespect and hatred flying around. The mockery I face from my son is HIDEOUS and totally unacceptable. We are told to understand the child, to disengage from the power struggles, yada yada. Empathize, be mature. Frankly there are times I think this is so ridiculous, as if any of us don't react to a child purposely antagonizing and constantly creating strife?! HELLO! A kid causing constant havoc is EXHAUSTING. ANNOYING. OBNOXIOUS. RIDICULOUS. And yes, sometimes we just wish they would take a damned VALIUM and give us some freakin' peace. All I tell myself when he really gets my goat is ONE MORE YEAR. He's 17. At 18? He's out of here. His dad leaves me having to handle it 24/7 365 with 2 breaks a year. Because our son antagonizes him and his girlfriend. I'M SURE! His latest "solution?" Move back onto my property and LIVE HERE...as if! The dufus is domestically mentally violent, and the SOURCE of these genetics I am left dealing with. URGH! At other times I feel so sad. Because I do love my son. This whole situation greatly saddens me. That I feel as alienated at times as I do is horrible. I don't want to throw him out of the nest and say "I don't care if you sink, just GET OUT" but frankly, that's what I am left feeling like doing 80% of the time. Anyhow. We just had a LOVELY 4 day weekend - one of my TWO A YEAR - ruined by my son and his tantrum. Refused to get in the car so I could take him to his dads, so MY time was HIS time. NOT alone, still dealing with HIM AND HIS PROBLEMS. I AM SO SICK OF THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!