And yet... I live in a battle field. Hope lives for the fight. If I won't engage, GB will. GB isn't capable, at this point, of recognizing what problems belong to Hope and leaving them with Hope. Hope misses no opportunity to poke. Her bad feelings are like an oil spill- when she can't contain them, they cover everybody around her and are extraordinarily difficult to clean up. You can never completely undo them.
I am committed to this child. I have break through moments when I feel real love for her. They are fleeting and then the battle field is back. She is still hitting, kicking, and throwing things at me. She is screaming no before I finish my request. She spends
Hope will be moving into the little room as soon as I find somebody to redo D's room, which is where the office will go. That will give her a place to rage where the only things she can destroy belong to her and it can be made safe enough that a monitor can replace us. GB will get her own space back and her possessions will once again be safe.
Ambivalence... my mom used to say "damned if you do, damned if you don't". Maybe that was just another way of saying the same thing.