Well, last night was complete and utter chaos in my house. My difficult child is making us all nuts!!! She called me at around 10 minutes to 1 and asked if I would leave the door unlocked until 1:30, she was walking home. (some of you know, I lock the door at 1, if she isn't home she gets locked out until the morning) So I said that would be fine. She comes storming in the door at 1:30 in the morning, making as much noise as humanly possible with no regard for the people in the house that are sleeping, nothing new really. She comes in completely disheveled (spelling?), scratches on her face, clothes and hair a mess. She is ranting and raving, cursing and slamming things about the house. I tell her to calm down and be quiet, everyone is sleeping. She tells me to shut the f**k up, "you don't know what just happened to me!!!" Oh great, I'm thinking what the hell happened now!!! Well, she had some guy, a gang member, walk her home and she must have done someting to tick him off because on the way home they get into a fist fight. The guy is calling her off the hook, threatening her and the rest of us, saying he is on the way to our house and he doesn't give a f**k about her family, we can get it too. GREAT, gang members on the way to my house. WONDERFUL!!!!!!! My husband gets up and at this point is so utterly fed up with her ****, he is furious. He said he had had enough, he is taking her little brother and leaving at the end of the month. He doesn't want to have his son in the middle of a gang war. Oh, did I forget to mention, she called her "boo", the other gang member, to come and fight for her. So, by now I am a nervous wreck. I am waiting for the gunshots at any moment. While we are all freaking out in the house, this guy who just fought my daughter called my house phone and began telling me to conrol my child, that she is crazy. She snatched the phone and hung up. I told her she had to go, we cannot live like this anymore. She is now bringing her risky choices and their consequences to my home. Enough is enough!!!! After a few choice words between the two of us she went to bed. I was so scared that these losers would end up at my door. I decided to call back the number that the kid who threatened us called from. I spoke to him, he sounded very nice and polite. He apologized for calling my house and said he would never do anything to hurt any of us. My daughter must have shown him her true colors. He said she is crazy, she needs help, she is running the streets hanging out with different guys who dont give a damn about her. He says he tries to talk sense into her but she is just too stubborn and ignorant. He says she is a compulsive liar and is going to end up in a situation she can't get herself out of. He says he would not do anything to hurt her or any of us. He said for me to leave her life in God's hands, he knew that we as a family had tried to help her but it would have to come from her at this point. He said he would pray for us and told me to have a good night. What??? A religious gang member??? He put my mind at ease and I finally did fall asleep at around 5 am. This kid is completely out of control, her illness is more prevelant now than ever. I see it more today than I ever have. People in the street can see it. I can only imagine the craziness she spews all about when she is out. She is going to mess with the wrong person one day and end up dead. I really fear that I will be at her funeral, she wont be at mine!!!! I am a total basket case today and am at my utter whits end. My husband now wants to leave with my son. I dont blame him, he wants what is best for his child. What else are we going to have to sacrifice for this damn kid? She swears she is so street smart, she really doesn't think anything bad will happen to her. I have told her a gazillion times that she is the company she keeps. If she keeps hanging out with these bums she will pay the price. Someone is going to end up killing her. She thinks nothing of punching someone in the face when she gets angry, gang member or not. She doesn't care. Her behavior is just so erratic and risky, I am so afraid I will get that phone call to come identify her body!!! At this point, there is nothing else I can do to save her from herself. I just have to sit back and watch her throw her life away and prepare myself for the worst. She is killing me. She couldn't care less what this is doing to the rest of us who love her. The saddest part for me is knowing that she is sick, she is very sick right now. My heart is broken, my soul aches and I am stressed out to the max!!! I love this kid dearly and I am so afraid for her. Every second of my life is consumed with worry. I wish I could just love the illness right out of her, kiss her boo boo and make it all better. I miss those days, the days when mommy could fix everything with a hug and some ice cream. Thanks for listening.