The beginning

My daughter is a beautiful, happy, musical, 12 year old girl. I love her more than words can explain. She is the oldest of my four girls. About five months ago(November) Lizi, we call her squishy, began an attitude shift. She became angry, moody, violent, rude, and began having uncontrollable screaming and crying fits. We thought it was puberty. Her grades began to drop drastically, she went from a B/C student to currently having a 50's in her classes. We went to the school for help. I have now met with all 5 of her teachers, her grade level counselor, and the principal. It took me more than 3 months to actually get in front of a teacher or anyone else. I had to refuse to sign report cards to get a meeting. I was informed that my baby...was lazy. Her teachers told me she understood the work in class but refused to do it. She quit turning in homework. She had became rude and became super involved with her friends. I asked if she could get extra help. I was told no, that she was just lazy. I fought this for six weeks and was turned over to the school social worker. She got intouch with the teachers and told me that my daughter was playing me for a fool and was lazy and lying. See the them here? I put her in private counselling. She refused to cooperate with the counselor. The counselor just kept telling me that maybe I was over reacting. Maybe I was just afraid of messing up my first kid. That did not explain this horrific fits that Squishy has, the crying for no reason for hours. The anger, the violence. They cut her counselling to twice a month. She got involved with drugs. I caught her "robotripping" and doing "whipits." I caught her. She was still high the next morning. She could not talk, walk, stand or function when I got her up the next morning. She was non responsive. A scary trip to the hospital ensued, on the way she passed out. I called 911 and pulled into the fire department. Her oxygen levels were around 94-96. The police talked to me and her. The paramedics cleared her to go home. When someone sucks the nitros oxide out of a can of redi whip it either kills them or they live. There is no middle ground. She denied being high to the police for fear of going to jail. She came home and admitted to it and then changed her mind in the coming days. Her counselor was not concerned and again told me I was over reacting. I was fuming. April 25, 2013, changed our lives. Squishy had a fit and attacked her sisters. Squishy is 5'2 and weighs 175 lbs. She attacked her 6 year old sister who weighs about 45 lbs and her 9 year old sister who weighs about 70 lbs. Her 90 lb 11 year old sister was hiding in a corner. I got her off her sisters and she tried to stab me in the throat with a pair of scissors. She threw her step father down the stairs. By the time it was over with she attempted suicide. Yeah it was bad. I took her to the ER, the called her suicide attempt feeble and sent her home on the condition that I got her immediate help. I brought home my sweet baby and had papers saying she had ODD and CD. I called around the next morning and was turned down my numerous Psychiatrists. I finally got in touch with a center for teens and adults with mental and drug problems and they were able to see her that day. I took her immediately. Five long hours and several interviews later, I was told she was bipolar and needed to be hospitalized, partially. Now we sit at the beginning of kiddos journey. A journey to bring her peace within herself and to learn to control her emotions. A journey to bring peace to my home.