Meeting with daughter's ex's parents is done. Daughter and husband are pissed off. I'm like eh, it's over with. They moved his stuff back to their house, and we got the car back. He took out the radio he bought, but also the mounting bracket he didn't buy. Will get that tomorrow along with getting the title switched over so my daughter can drive the car. I think we're going to be flat broke for the rest of the month. As much as I love my daughter, I'm really looking forward to her moving out so we can have some peace for once and not all the drama. I'll probably miss her later but not the drama.

Other than a bit of rebound anxiety (from having to be glued together while everyone else is unraveling), I'm okay. Thank goodness Trileptal is working because I would've been unraveled too.