It doesn't matter how much yoga I do or how prepared I think I am, sometimes I lose control. This is what I did- Checked in that she was planning to leave for school. Brought up a bag for the sketch book. Told her when school was about to start (in 15 minutes, in 5 minutes) and that she had to go because the art teacher was expecting the book. When I was told that I had to stop and I was making her not go I shouted up that I would take the book to school and she could follow. I got dressed, put my hair up and put my shoes and coat on. I went to her door and when she still told me no I took (grabbed? ripped?) the bag from her hands and went downstairs and out to my bike. I stopped as she begged me not to go and asked over and over why I was doing this and said she had been about to go. We shouted at each other, horribly. When I came back in she grabbed the bag back and I tried to get it back, for a moment, then stopped. I followed her upstairs and pushed my way in...
This is my place for working out and reflecting on what on earth I'm doing to raise this complex, demanding, delightful and incredible teenager.