If it weren't for all of you...I know I couldn't do this at all. I'm still not sure I can. I just wrote in my journal the events of the last three hours since difficult child got home from school. husband is out of town....something he seldom does, but he DOES have to make a living. I'm not sure I can continue to be the mother of my difficult child any longer. When we are alone...omg, it's pure...ummmmm, heck. He must hate me for NO child would treat their mother the way he treats me. I even did several mini videos from my phone just to show husband, difficult child, myself, and anyone else who would listen the pure heck it is for hours on end. I try talking softly, but that's hard to do when he's totally destroying the house, swinging at the dogs, locking me out of the house, breaking the overhead garage door, throwing food, etc. With a warning or two I told him he would NOT be enjoying the band festivities after rehearsal on Friday if he could not treat me with respect. Did that stop him? NOT! He just doesn't care. And he's beginning to wear me down where I don't care either. Thanks for letting me vent.