Well we made it through Christmas, and to tell you the truth it was horrible. Everyone showered us with gifts but it is not about the gifts, I really just wanted to be left alone. And I can't tell you how many people told me I shouldn't have done anything for me. They can give me gifts but I can't give them gifts. What is up with that. Oh, by the way how do you tell people you are not in debt and you have the money. God has provided for my son and I and I feel very blessed. I just don't understand. I really hate my house and I want to move. And my son is driving me crazy. He just wants to do everything his way. I am ready to kick his butt. Which is probally what he really needs. I work hard and he treats me like an idiot. I am the mother. I don't know if he is going through his own sort of lonliness. Becuase he refuses to talk to me about it. I don't even know how he felt about Christmas. Or if he even liked his gifts. I did the best I could. I want to run away and leave but I can't.