I'm just fed up. I said I wanted difficult child gone. I don't know if he heard me. He's not sorry for anything, ever. He gouged the picture of Sprite's best friend(who is like a daughter to me) we had hanging on the refrigerator. It was a nice 5 X 7. Lied about it. I paid my credit card bill today, and somehow, even though we removed my card info from his accounts, there were 4 charges for Amazon video on demand. Lied about that too. I made him log into his Amazon account and my card was back on there. There are more holes in the walls, in the doors. Sprite is afraid of him at times when he is unmedicated (in the morning) or having rebound, like he did today because he lied to me about taking his step down medication. We went to a bereavement group yesterday. I thought it would be good for him and Sprite since they don't talk much about the loss of their dad to me or anyone. He goofed off the entire time we were there and made a big joke of it. At the end of my rope. Thinking of sending him to live down south with my parents but he'd probably make their health fail.