The last straw!

My weekend was going along fine till my 17 yr old daughter went out Saturday night.


To say we have been having issues with her is an understatement. If you call dropping out of school, running away to the south of the state and existing on no funds, food or shelter is normal then I want the not normal, thank you! 


She was going to come home on Saturday night (97% sure according to her) and would probably start heading home around 12.30am, so I text to see if she would like a lift, but no she was walking with a friend. Friends are all nameless too BTW. So I went to bed and did the one eye open, one eye shut thing until 3am when she let herself in, put the hall light on..... walked around, turned the light off and then I heard the clunk of the back door..... she let herself OUT! So I text asking what she was up to and she said she had come to get some clothes and would be home tomorrow. No point arguing or replying on my part.... I don't matter, she doesn't care. 


So I get up and start to get ready for work on 5 hours sleep and guess what?? My make up is gone!! Some may say this is trivial, but to those who do their face every day, it is the last straw!! I tried calling (no answer) I tried texting (no reply), called again, got a text back saying she did have the make up - sorry. Asked her to bring it back, so sorry was the response. Asked where she was so I could go collect - sleeping sorry bye xo - came back. Sent her a swearing text (I don't normally swear) telling her to answer the f.....g phone and she did. 


Then I lost it. 


I burst into tears and told her I wanted my make up back (really I wanted my daughter back) and how unhappy I was .... and how I needed my make up to go to work (really I needed her to come home). She hung up on me, switched off her phone and went back to sleep.


I rang my husband, still in tears, and told him she had my make up (sounds funny now) and how could I go to work without my face on. He was ready to come home and help me (don't know how) but fortunately I found some leftovers in a box I was supposed to go through and throw out 5 yrs ago. So I regained my composure, applied my professional face and went to work.


She arrived home around 4 pm as if nothing happened. Amazing! 


I know in the face of all that is going on in the world this may appear minor and it is in comparison to other things we have gone through with her but sometimes you can only take so much when you have already been hammered with the lot before. 


I know now, today, that my reaction was hormone induced. I had an idea it might be, but tough, I am over her disruptive ways.