I am seriously at the end of my rope with this kid. She argues about everything. She follows me around when I am on the phone, wanting to know who I am talking to and what I am saying. She begs for sweets all day long. She refuses to pick up after herself, even after I have confiscated 4 bags of her belongings. She does not care what I take, as long as she does not have to pick up anything. The very second that either we are not doing something or she has no friend to play with, she whines that she is bored. The whining. OMG the whining. I figured that would stop by 4 or 5. It is getting worse. Her voice is louder, and she just scream-whines as long and loud as she can. She refuses to go into her room, so I go into mine to escape her (at least my computer is here). I am getting so sick and tired of having to hole up in MY room because she has a bug up her butt. I don't even think the medications are working anymore. She is SO sassy and smart-alek. I am so friggin tired of her yelling at me (yes, HER yelling at ME) because she does not like what I have to say. She does this in public (can you guess how bad i want to smack her across the face?). I swear, it is abuse. She thinks that she is my husband, and I that I have to answer to her. Yeah, yeah, I know. Go back to the psychiatrist. Get a medication change. Keep trying to get a neuropsychologist evaluation. Blah blah frickin blah. Nope. I've had it. I don't even want to be in the same room with her. I love her more than anything in this world, but I can't stand her. She's mean, manipulative, and conniving. I left her father because he treated me like that. I'll be damned if some pissant kid is gonna treat me like this. I don't know what to do. I am almost afraid that I am going to hurt her. I just can't do this anymore.