My daughter is 24. My life has been HELL for 24 years. She tried to kill me coming out, and has yet to stop. I also have a 21 year old son, both are in the military, yes she is trained to kill, as she has reminded me. The first day of her life, I went down to the nursery to see her, and I couldn't find my baby. I asked the nurse were she was, the nurse replied "Oh, her", and directed me to this little seperate room were she layed SCREAMING. She was purple from screaming. That should have been a clue. It never got better. I tried, oh how I tried everything. First grade, 5 teacher conferences before Christmas, after the last one I told the teacher "Unless she's setting the school on fire, don't call me, cause I can't help you". I couldn't help myself. Third grade the teacher had to confiscate her shoes because she would kick them off trying to hit the teacher in the head, daily. Then would deny they were her shoes. She was a school bully. Was doing acid, cheating and convincing anyone that had ears that we were abusing her. Mostly her boyfriends. I found a letter from one of them offering to do "something" to us if she wanted. She managed to convince my parents we abused her after we threw her out and she went to live with them. While she lived with them she actually hit her police officer boyfriend with her car and then sped down the street with him on the hood of her car, while my father watched. He chalks it up to "that guy was a jerk", somehow that makes it OK. She has been in counseling, they found her delightful, when I would ask my mother for advice on what to do with her she would say "Isn't she cute". NO, she isn't. She has called me every name possible in every combination, she has spit on me, last year she assaulted me and threatened to kill me, she was arrested. She did her court appointed therapy and that was that. Now she is married to someone she met over the phone, and only met 4 times before the wedding, boy is he in for a suprise, she is currently in Iraq on her second tour, were she can be mean and possibly kill people and be praised for it. I was hoping she would be far enough away from me, but my family just think she's great and feel the need to help her torture me. I hope I never see her again. That means I may have to stay away from my own parents too. They feel sorry for her cause she doesn't have anybody, who do I have? She has a mother, she just has no feelings for me, or anybody else either they just haven't figured that out yet. Now I have dogs, I wish I had only had dogs, maybe then I could have had a happy life instead of sitting here wondering if I will ever get over this. |