GFG17 came home yesterday after 3 days in detention. Last time he was in detention, a year ago, he lasted 24hrs before starting in again. Guess what just happened? I told him no. That simple. He wanted to spend the night at N's. The place he's been supposedly staying for two weeks. Why, who knows? I said he could go there for a few hours this evening, but not stay over night. He started in on me. All the usual, you all know the drill. On and on and on. Why, Mom? Why not, Mom? That's dumb, that's stupid, I don't understand. On and on and on. I lost it. I admit it. But not at first. First, I said I wasn't going to listen, I'd said what I had to say, my answer was final. I actually said that twice. He kept on and on. I yelled, very pointedly, the same stuff. Told him to go to his room. Of course he refused. Repeatedly. I tried to stay calm. Didn't work. I screamed, I yelled, I tried to push him to his room. Yeah, that worked - I'm 5'3", he's over 6 foot, I weigh about 100 lbs less than he. I did grab him by his shirt, that didn't work either. I told him to leave. He wanted a note. No way. But I swear, I am NOT letting him back in this house. Period. Judge or no judge. No way. I imagine he went to the police, and he'll be here soon. I'm still not letting him in. Period.