Actually, the meeting went well. D20 agreed that she needed to get her butt moving and was willing to provide us with a schedule of what she planned to do each week. Voldy, of course, had to tell her how disappointed she was in her blah blah blah. That's always a motivator for a kid who feels confused and defeated! Voldy is just so friggin negative...ugly and angry. She started telling me how "we" needed to be more responsible in getting D20 moving and, of course, babbled on about how we didn't do a good parenting job. I told her that there is a fine line between support and policing and I refuse to do policing. I said "I'm not doing it and I'm not spending my life living in anger and frustration either. This is her life, I will support her in getting where she needs to go but bottom line is that it's ultimately up to her to get things done, not you or me".
