so difficult child had her evaluation today. Even though I told them she was getting increasingly violent and hitting me (which she vehemently denies), swearing, oppositional behavior going off the deep end for the smallest things....they thought it was "relational issues" and attending told the resident to call it "unspecified mood disorder" so "they'll be reimbursed by insurance." I told the resident this is unsustainable and his response was basically "it has to be." No medications. Now family therapy. so ex screws up my life (pardon my language), then screws up my kids, especially difficult child, so I have to drag her fighting to therapy because she has "issues" with me that the resident says will take "years" to clear up. And even when I try to help her he's there with the divorce poison junk that's making her go off the deep end, and then making it difficult to get anything addressed. I didn't expect them to make a snap judgement but I wrote a virtual essay of her behaviors which are completely aligned with bipolar. Look into it? no. Keep our eye on it? no. I feel like a million pounds are on my heart. I can't believe that literally I just have to put up and shut up to daily verbal abuse which impacts my ability to do just about anything well. I always feel like I have to struggle against feelings of deep sadness and keep saying to myself that difficult child isn't well. So now she's "healthy" but just hates me? the thought of having to live like we have been doing seriously makes me feel completely defeated, trapped, and angry. God willing there's a learning in here somewhere (like maybe difficult child should go to her dad, if a condition is that *he* gets her the therapy (and the pediatric weight loss 50 million appointments)......but I just don't feel it yet. I'm just uncharacteristically crunched.