I think I might have some old Xanax in my medicine cabinet from two years ago. I'm going to go check.......LOL

Thanks for your replies.....I appreciate all of you. Yes, BM died in early 2013 when SD19 was 17 and in her senior year in HS. I kept telling DH to get her into counseling, even while BM was still alive and deteriorating from cancer. All SD did was go in and talk about becoming a vegetarian. She has control and drama issues. Thank you very much to BM. I suggested it again this past summer because she just seemed miserable. Her boyfriend had a M-F job and she never went to see him because she worked on the weekends. I asked if it would help if she went and just talked to someone. Medusa nearly chewed my head off and spit it out right there in the kitchen. Guess I hit the nail on the head there, huh? DH still insists that both of the girls are healed from BM dying because the counselors have said so. They have each only been to therapy maybe 3x each and *poof* all better! Time for a new counselor, I say. One that will bare you down to your core and get to the root of the problem with each of the Skids.

My original post was about college life being too much and SD19 getting in over her head with a science major. She thinks she has the same brains as her boyfriend and she does not. He is very smart and SD19 just got "good" grades in HS without having to try very hard. In our HSs around here, everyone gets a gold star for trying and none of the kids are prepared well enough for college. SD19 has always had anger issues, for the 7 years that I have known her. When is this girlie going to finally learn that everything in life is NOT always going to go your way? Gotta love the entitled generation......

Saffron asked if I was too intolerant of her.....No, I pretty much have disengaged and let her do what she wants when she is home. It's better than the alternative of being told off by a Skid, a mouthy one with no respect for anyone. The only way I could deal with that is to put her right back in her place, but I just don't have the energy for it. Or do I?.....It still makes my blood boil because I don't do well with lazy, which is all I saw last summer, and I am sure I'll see it again during the holidays. DH, SD13 and I ALL walk on eggshells around SD19 because she goes off at the drop of a hat. Her schedule and sleep were messed up all summer because she didn't work that much and laid around the house most days. Now that she is in school, it is taking its toll on her. She actually has to put forth effort now to get desired results.

Sally, we have not heard much from SD19 this semester in the way of grades. Freshman year she was on the Dean's List and called DH all of the time with good test scores, etc. This time around it is ::crickets::. So, yes she is in over her head, studying for a major because her boyfriend said she could make more money that way. :? SD19 doesn't realize how big the silver spoon is in her mouth from BM. She will want for nothing when she is older and will probably be even more entitled.

~ Moon

Thanks, Can't. Two things come to mind.....1) I was actually the one who suggested to DH time and time again that OSD go to see a therapist for issues.....BM being terminally ill, stress at school, boy problems, poor self image......( I also said that YSD was definitely going to go talk to a therapist when she said she wanted to be a boy....) and 2) My situation is a lot like Can'ts except that I am a homebody. I don't like to be out of my house because of the pain from FM and also because all of my pups are here. It's my happy place.....except for when SD19 is trolling through, making noises and messes.

I know it's only one night, but much of this vent stems from the upcoming winter break and the five weeks of wonderful when SD19 will be here. Time to get a thick skin and treat her just like I do SD13, but it scares the hell outta me. So much noise and disobedience. Makes me hurt all over.

~ Moon

So I hear car doors slamming out front as I am getting ready for a shower. My dogs are yip-yapping at the window. My phone rings. I should have never answered it. SD19 is in the driveway for two seconds and calls DH to say she didn't bring her key. Why not? She told DH she thought someone would be home. No, SD19, the world doesn't stop tuning and people aren't just sitting around to serve you when your common sense goes out the window.

I ask DH sarcastically where our spare key is. It's on our kitchen island where he left it this afternoon because he forgot HIS key today.

I usually don't cuss and give DH any ammo to throw back at me, but I said, " So now I have to turn the water off, get dressed and go let your stupid kid in because she forgot her fucking housekey." DH thought it was funny. Next time I won't answer the damn phone.

I took away SD13's iPod Touch at 6am this morning after I discovered she had eaten seven little bags of Skittles. I told her Sunday not to touch them because she has braces now. She went and ate them anyway, so I called her out on it. She was giggling and hiding behind DH, who was only humoring her. He never gives her consequences, just verbals like, "Oh....well....you'd better not do that again, ding dong." Almost like a term of endearment. I changed that tune. I told SD13 to get her iPod Touch. DH asked me not to take it to work like I did all of her other stuff over the summer for a time. He gave the iPod Touch back to her tonight because she got an A on a test.

Whatever. Second term starts next week. A new downward spiral begins....... }:)

~ Moon

Yes, Sally, I am getting to that point, lol. I'm not the dumbass in this equation, oh hell no! I've said before, I am getting past the point of feeling guilty for NOT helping where I should, so letting her sit out front would have been entertainment....I opened the door halfway and she was out at her car getting things. I didn't even see her. I heard her in the hallway last night, but she didn't look into my room or anything. She was home and I didn't have to see her! Later in the evening, when she started talking more, I just put my earplugs in. She has a low, nasaly voice and she should be on allergy meds. She won't take them. So she sounds like a teenage boy....always coughing and hacking when she comes home. Good old college petri dish of germs.....

I camped out in my room and texted with a friend from ST. Good times!

~ Moon