So says difficult child, since we're going in an hr. He says we can discuss everything we need to at home. He then demonstrated this idea, telling me that he really doesn't hate my guts. I just shouldn't believe him when he says that. I said, "Then how can I believe you when you tell me you love me?" "I only say things I don't mean when I'm mad." "Oooh, so, how do we keep you from getting so mad that you yell mean things, like F*** Y***, instead of discussing things?" "I'll just tell you when I've had a bad day at school and I want to be alone. Then I won't get mad at you on top of it." Good idea. "But when I ask you how your day went, you say you don't want to talk about it, so how do we get it out of your system when you won't even tell me you you don't want to talk about it? Should we buy you a punching bag?" "Sometimes I don't want to talk about it when I've had a good day. So I would have to say, 'I had a bad day.' See, we don't have to go to Dr. R, and on top of it, you'll save all that money!" "Very clever. I like that idea. We have to be consistent about it, though. Let's tell Dr. R about our good idea." I love the part about saving money! Unfortunately, we've got to discuss the fact that I have a boxful of panties and I don't know who they belong to.