Well, husband and I went to visit easy child in the Residential Treatment Center (RTC). husband the idiot told easy child to "man up", well the 15 yr old kid told husband to "man up'. husband was mad and began yelling in a whispering vioce that he was going to have big problems with husband when he gets out of here. (husband doesn't beleive in any type of therapy, either you're gonna make it, or you're not) OH God, I couldn't believe this, he's 15!!! He's got enough problems! So, easy child pointed to the door and told us to get out. We left and husband said easy child'sproblem is he needs to be beaten-and this is all because he's never been beaten! AND it's all my fault. ((?)) I told husband if he touches him, he'll be in jail! Then on the way home, we stopped -and I didn't know it- but husband called easy child, and easy child hung right up. Tomorrow is the family meeting thing.