It's been a shitty day. I hit her back, when she smashed me in the shoulder blade and followed me round throwing things at me. I can't get her to wear cloethes, or go to school again. If I could resign from being my daughter's mother, I would. Now I'm having an anti depressant and Angel Delight with whiskey in it and having a little cry, even though none of it is going to help this thing much at all.