The one I have been wearing for over a week to avoid all of the "crashes" is about dented in. This is over a week of no mood stabilizer. I seriously don't know if we can make it until Monday and everyone be in one piece. For those of you who don't know, we had to take our difficult child off his Invega, which worked beautifully. He developed lumps under his breasts and was producing milk in one breast. We had to stop it and get these lumps down. I even in desperation called the doctor back and asked, just how dangereous are these lumps? I have lumps and I kind of like them. But he said no. How do you handle these difficult days? I've been told to IGNORE the cursing. Well, my ignore is about worn out. Then to top it off, he told me today this brilliant idea he came up with. He doesn't need an education. He is goign to be a professional dirt bike rider and they don't need an education. They just ride and get paid big, big bucks. I said okay, what if you get hurt, what will you fall back on for a job. He said Mom, dirt bike riding isn't for sissies. If you get hurt, you just wait until you heal up and then you do it again!!! What logic. He is in the mood lately that you can't even reason with him. He's so irritable. I really feel sorry for him (when he's asleep). When he's awake, I want to gag and bind him. Am I the only one who feels this way on bad days? I get ashamed of myself but then he does something and I get over it real quick. Guess I need to be more in control. But, he loves, loves, loves a conflict. I can't even walk away. He follows me. Well, it's about THAT TIME. Time for the bath argument. He stinks and is dirty an I have to convince him that he really, reallllllllly needs a bath. I just hope he at least uses conditioner. Pray the rest of the week goes fast and that my helmet is reinforced.