I am finally there. I am ready for difficult child to get out of my house and out from under me. I do not think that she is in danger of killing herself or getting herself killed and I don't think that I will be able to handle things after she turns 18 in October. Her bio-dad has offered plenty of times for her to move to his house, a state away, 3 hours, 150 miles...and I am ready to pounce on that. Despite her blown smoke up her counselor's behind about wanting to attend AA meetings, she has yet to do so and H and I are scheduled to attend one of her sessions this week to learn how we can help her and to be perfectly honest, I am no longer interested. My feeling is that she's old enough and if she REALLY wanted to help herself, she would have by now. She's got no job, keeps blowing off interviews and applications. Her license is now suspended starting October 3rd for 30 days due to a ticket for possession of alcohol by a minor. She lies to us about needing money, but I stopped giving her money weeks ago. H gave her money. My mom who is staying with us gave difficult child her gas card (I made difficult child give it back) and my mom also gave her $$ (I told her to stop it). difficult child is skating and she's been crashing at this girls' house whose parents allow partying and kids to crash there all the time. The parents just had a tag sale to pay their rent - what does that tell you? They let kids hang out there, sleep there, drink there, smoke pot there, have sex there unsupervised and now difficult child is hanging there with all the bums. She was supposed to be home at 10:30 this morning and here it is almost 3:30PM and I have not heard from her at all. I know she's probably either still drunk, too hung over or just doesn't give a hoot enough to call me. It's time for the ultimatum. Either she flies straight or she's outta here and can move to her dads. I just can't stand this at all and I have no patiences anymore. I just want a little peaceful sleep and not to constantly be angry.