It's the same for me with DD 15. I spend much of my time in tears lately, due to the poison tongue of my beautiful girl. I am finding trying to parent her totally exhausting, and whilst I try to switch off from the nastiness, it really is hard.
I seem to be the person that bears the brunt of all the teenage b/s that she currently has going on - well I assume that's what it is, as she barely talks to be about anything anymore.
I am struggling to see her often upset at night, sitting in her bed in the dark, glued to the damned phone - which I swear is the root of all evil. I'm sick of bloody snap-chat and all the problems and angst that it causes my daughter and her peers - everybody knows everyone's business, they're none of them afraid to point out each others flaws and gossip and bitch like a pack of old women - and the boys are just as bad as the girls from what I can see - it drives me insane. I take the phone and laptop away at 11pm - and that's another daily fight that I loath.
I have been the mum that drives all the kids everywhere like a unpaid uber driver, has 6 at a time for sleepovers at weekends, feeds them all, drops off things to school that have been forgotten, makes the school lunches, works overtime to pay for all the activities, and doesn't ask for anything much to be done at home. Clearly this is not appreciated or even noticed anymore, and so I have decided to gradually withdraw my mum services.....
It started this week buying DD a lovely gift - a laundry basket for her room and writing instructions on how to use the washing machine on the mirror in her bedroom!
It's really, really hard, but I am going to try to ignore the moody, stroppy bitchy behavior and make it look as though I'm far too busy doing stuff for myself to care about how she is (not sure what exactly I'll be doing yet as this is totally alien to me !!!!!) and make myself far less available than I have been.
Everyone says it gets easier but I can't honestly see any light at the end of my tunnel. My dear Grannie back in the UK (we live in New Zealand now, so I have no family support at all to drag me through this teenage daughter induced hellish journey) always used to say to me when I was a teenager and dealing with stuff like friendship issues "this too shall pass". I got this tattooed in script on my forearm in July last year as a reminder of her wise words - I can categorically confirm that as yet - it damned well hasn't!!! Some days I swear I almost forget to breath because I'm so wound up with the stress of it all.
Anyway - good luck to all my fellow mumma's out there, who are also trying to successfully walk the tightrope of being a mum to a 2109 teenager!!! xxx