Had the SW come to visit today. DD1 was on her best behaviour. Even made her a cup of tea!
As soon as the woman left, it started. I found black scuff marks up the wall, where someone has tried climbing the doorframe. DD1 is the only one wearing black soled boots right now. DD2 is in slippers.
God this sounds so trivial, but I asked the girls who did it. We already have one door ripped off the hinges cos somebody climbed it, which I had to pay for and replace. (rented house)
DD1 has completely flown off the handle. I hate you, I hate DD2, your both fucking bitches, I can't fucking stand you anymore. I really fucking hate you.
She slammed the door, walked off, pulls DD2's hair on the way with a sly punch thrown in and is trashing her room up there. I'm v tempted to pack her bag and pack her off to her fathers.
I've had to put up with this for years. I'm depressed, I drink too much. Even DD2 can't be arsed to get out of bed cos in her words 'it's the same old shit every day mummy' DD2 is 11 and has talked of 'wishing she was dead' many times.
I cannot take this abuse in my own home much longer. We can't stand it anymore. We've tried family therapy and all that, which failed miserably. DD1 has been waiting for counselling for over a year.
Sorry, I'm rambling...Can't even be arsed to namechange