80/20 Rule?

I have this 80/20 Rile. That 80% of people in the world are ok, the other 20% are just always screwed up. Also, 80% of life is just showing up.

Well, what do you do when after all this time in your life you realize that you are part of the 20%? It seems that all your good intentions and hard work just always end in some sort of drama. Drama that you don't even start, but that is where it goes.

My son called me a dick yesterday. Because I want him to stay and finish the school year out before he goes back to live with his mother.  I'm so hurt by him saying this to me and a boatload of other choice words I don't even know what to write. I'm numb. The verbal attack is just so painful. His mother doesn't understand why I'm so hurt. He's just 15.

I guess there will be more later, if my bi-polar brain can ever process this.....