I'm going to try and make this as brief as possible but I have alot weighing on me. Synopsis, I lost my mother 15 years ago when she was 61 and I was 31. Three years ago my oldest sister (51) was killed in a car accident and a month later my remaining sister was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer, which quickly spread to her brain, liver and bones. She died 9 months later at the age of 48. I have no more siblings and my relationship with my father (81) is strained due to his wifes inability to be a decent human being...but that's another subject! I have no other family nearby and very few friends.

My children have been my entire world for 23 years (one reason I have few friends, I dedicated all my time to working and caring for my kids). My youngest (20) goes to college two hours away and my oldest goes to college and works full time here in town (he lives with me still but we have very separate lives). My boys are not my 'problem'. I have a 21 year old daughter that seems to blame me for everything that ever goes wrong in her life. I have given her everything she has needed to be safe and protected and given her things she wanted within monetary reason. She has more than most, less than some, but it's never enough. I get screamed at, called HORRIBLE names and the chaos and drama are overwhelming at times. At other times, she's my best friend. Those times are not as often, sadly. :( Last Sunday we had a terrible fight and I told her if she couldn't respect me then she needed to leave and not come back. I also told her she was a spoiled, rotten, brat. I'm not perfect. She chose to leave and move in with her boyfriend and his parents. I haven't seen her in 8 days. We have cooly texted a few times, I've told her I love her, we spoke briefly by phone one time, other than that, nothing. I know she's ok but it doesn't seem like she's warming up. This certainly wasn't our first fight, but it was probably the worst and most explosive. I'd finally had enough. I am the parent, if i'd ever spoken to my mother that way, I would have had such a slap in the mouth!!!! I can let alot slide, but the disrespect was finally all I could take.

I can't stop crying when I'm home. My boys don't treat me like that. They've even said I'm not wrong in all of this and that she needs to grow up and learn some respect. I left their father 8 years ago due to horrible verbal abuse and it amazes me how much my daughter sounds like him at times. I left him because I didn't want my boys to think men should talk to women that way and I didn't want my daughter to think it was OK to be talked to that way...funny, seems just the opposite has happened.

Don't really know what to do. Like I said above, I have few friends to talk to and I feel so depressed. My nest is nearly empty and that frightens me because I spent my whole adult life being a mom and meaning something and now other than work, I don't know what I'm going to do. And I certainly didn't want one of them leaving under these circumstances.

Sorry this is so long...had alot to get out.