i let my middle son's girlfriend move in...rather she kinda moved in with me when I left my ex husband. She wasn't invited, she just sort of came along and I allowed it. Her homelife was a mess, her father was a doper and her mother was some sort of space cadet who lived in her own world.

The child had no diploma and no aim to get one. She never seemed to have adult supervision. At 13 she was dating my youngest son and eventually left him for boy #2 (keep it in the family, I guess).

Anyway, I let her stay. I drove her to work and picked her up. I treated her like one of my own. She did zero chores, paid no rent. She was disrespectful and annoying. But I tried.

Until....one night, she decided to physically attack my son because their relationship was toxic, both had issues with alcohol and I had to put her out. Child actually stepped to me....tried to fight me because I told her she had to go. I didn't lay a hand on her. Honestly, I was so angry and insulted that after everything I'd done for her that she'd try that that I was afraid of what I'd have done if I laid hands on her. Also, I'm an adult, I don't go around fighting people.

Long story, still long.....never again