hi everyone
My daughter went to a friends 16th birthday party last night and whereas normally (if husband was here) one of us would have gone to pick her up, i trusted her to get a cab home as i have an 11 year old son who I have either got to keep up and take with me on the taxi service or leave him in bed (home alone) which I dont particularly want to have to do so i trusted her (she is normally a sensible girl) to get a cab home.
I took her to a friends house before they went to the party as they were going to get ready together there, have some dinner with her family and then the mother was going to drive them to the party. Stupidly, i did'nt ask her for the address of the party I knew it was in the area we live she had said earlier in the week that he lived near to another friend of hers so I knew roughly the area but not the address.
I asked her what time she was going to be home and she said not too late, i took that to be around 12.0 clock or just before (i guess, i got so much on my mind that i never questioned time, address, just trusted her she is generally a nice sensible well behaved 16 year old)
Yep, you probably guessed by now, i fell asleep around 11.30 ish, i woke up at 2.30 am and she was not home (I s.....t myself (for want of a better expression and it the only one that accurately describes how i felt) i quickly phoned her mobile to get the orange voicemail on which i left a message. I waited, and waited, and waited, then i phoned again, it is now around 3.00 am the mobile was switched off. Angrily pacing the lounge floor and fuming at her and myself for not even knowing where the party is, thinking all sorts could have happened i felt physically sick wondered about calling her dad, anyone for help but thought better of it. Suddenly to my relief my mobile rings, but it is not her it is her ex-boyfriend he asked if i knew where she was as she had phoned him and he was worried because it sounded like she was really upset he said she had asked him if he could pick her up (he is 17 and drives) something had definitely happened he was worried. I felt like i was going to faint, i also felt like the worst mother in the world when i had to tell him that i did not know where she was she was at a party and gave him the name of the other kid but he never knew him either, i said i did know that the party was in the ex b/f's area somewhere he said i had better ring her and find out he would have a drive round area and see if he could find out where it was then he would ring me back when i found out the address. I felt frantic, ashamed, the full monty of feelings and emotions.
I got on my mobile and rang her got voicemail, left message and rummaged round her room for her address book to find friends numbers, whatever i could for info, then i received a txt message from her saying home soon getting a cab with a friend sorry it's so late. LATE! it's now 4.00 a.m what seemed like an eternity later her ex b/f's car pulls up outside he jumps out (can see him through the window) and hurriedly rings my doorbell - he cannot get her out of his car she is screaming at him and his female passenger in the front seat about dumping her he asks me to help get her out as she is drunk. I quickly put my flip flops on which are readily available in porch and go over to his car where she is slumped on his back seat screaming, shouting, swearing the lot I tell her to get out and come in, i gripped her upper arm to let her know im seriously upset. She gets out of car and her ex b/f gets back into the driver's seat, i say thank you to him and she goes ballistic at me starts shouting at me that she hates me, what am i thanking him for etc, etc i tell her to get indoors she will wake the street up (it was soooo embarrassing) but she wants to have a fight with me right there in the street. I really lost my temper and im fuming now i grab her by her top and drag her as much as i can onto the front telling her off etc, etc but she is 16 now, taller and fitter than me and i cannot get her in she is attacking me hitting me and the ex b/f got out the car to help me she then is hitting him and me (poor kid took one straight in the face) between us we manage to get her in i say thank you again she is in the lounge screaming abuse at me (stinking of drink)
I was devastated (and exhausted from the episode) shocked, i locked the front door and took all the keys to the door upstairs i decided not to try and talk to her as she was clearly drunk and left her downstairs without another word and sat in my bedroom (had a fag out the bedroom window, dont usually smoke in house but i was desparate i was shaking and tearful by now)
She had not come upstairs by time i had calmed down and had fag so i went downstairs thought she asleep in chair she was in the cloakroom lying on the floor asleep, i shook her and told her to get to bed she told me to go away she hates me and ex b/f.
I left her there, turned lights out and went back to bed. i got up at 8.30 am and she is now asleep in her room.
I dont know if i want to even bother trying to talk to her after the way she behaved last night, im dreading her getting up......
I lay awake the rest of the night wondering if this is a result of the breakdown of my marriage???? She was not close to my husband, never really was that close to either of us (very independent girl from the age of 2)
What the hell is going on in my life!!!!!!!!!!!
Given the neighbours something to talk about over the car washing ritual of the weekend! I feel like they must be always talking about us lot at number 39
Anyway just had to write it down, tell someone who might undersand.
Thanx
JJ