That's what he says when he's being manipulative. That he can't take it anymore and he wants to go live somewhere else. Tonight, I said "fine". Cause I couldn't take it anymore. I don't mean it, but I'm not letting him use that on me. I know there is a lot of stress in the house, especially with difficult child's almost nightly meltdowns, but compared to all of his friends, the kid has it pretty easy. Honestly, I'm sick of his attitude. We were snowed in today. I took the day off. Completely. I *needed* it. Since the elves didn't come to do the housework, he's on a tangent about the dishes not being done. If it bothers him that bad, then why not do it himself? Cause then he couldn't nag at me. Of course, he says it's cause he didn't use any of them. Well, I don't wear his clothes either, but I still wash them. Or I did. He can do them himself from now on. He's constantly telling me how he thinks I should be parenting and tells me all the time when he grows up his kids are going to be "in line". Yeah, right. Like he is? A couple of weeks ago he was in my room on a Sunday morning between 8am and 9am waking me by telling me how irresponsible, selfish and lazy I am. I told him if he was going to continue to beat me up, then he would have to wait til I got out of bed. I know he's frustrated and getting the short end of the stick all the time. I've been understanding, but he's not even attempting to be understanding. Maybe I'm expecting too much from a 15 year old kid, but he's always been more emotionally mature than those his age. I do not ever - never, ever - get any kind of respite from difficult child. I'm tired. I'm stressed. My entire body aches. I don't post often about difficult child cause I don't have the energy to rehash everything. I honestly do not know how much more I can take. I want to cry and I never cry. Makes your nose all stuffy.