And it looks like I'm not the only one having a hopeless period. Last night I had to call the police to haul Kiddo back in after she took off. Festering issues about the kids leaving her to play by herself left her feeling "abandoned and worthless." This morning was a nice fight to get her ready for school and had to threaten to have her delivered to school in a squad car if she didn't get dressed and get to the bus on time. She's failing core classes and might fail 6th grade. I'm ready to tear people's faces off at work because I can only take so much attitude in a given day and I'm on the verge of not giving a **** if she fails 6th grade or not. She has so much potential and just won't help herself.