I don't care what labels they give difficult child... he's (name calling). I don't know how long i can keep living with this (name calling) He'll be 16 in May. He's aggressive, never showers, no chores, damages the house... I feel like a maid/non-person, not happy, yelling vicious cycle - husband (ugh urgh.)/difficult child and me. my life is nothing like this... I'm 50 and I almost want to grab my life and say it's hime or me and move out... especially after 18, as I don't see how I can leave now morally and I contribute alot financially, housework, holding things together. It's like holding a broken glass together... it's never going to be whole, it's never worked and it's not going to work in the future. He's not going to grad HS... and he failed Art class, has to stay "after"school to make up "P.E.". Just typing this message he threw three sandals a me. I H_ _ E him, and i don't even love him any more. He as dirt caked on his body, last shower 2-3 weeks ago, and he's yelling loudly this the whole time as i typed this about taking a shower.. I HATE MY LIFE!!!!