Hormones, testosterone and bullshit

I slept pretty well last night except for the waking up part. The stresses of a blended family hit an all time high yesterday. I was at work when my teenage son and my teenage stepdaughter got into a bickering match which exploded into an out & out brawl. It peaked with an act of sibling violence that was whitnessed by my husband.
I strolled in about 5:30 joking that dinner wasn't on the table. There was a wall of tention like
a sticky veil of cobwebs in a horror movie. The kind that though courage was needed to push through, it was inevitable that what was on the other side was even worse. I was sat down for the lecture. I was not permitted to speak as I heard the sorted details, then handed an ultimatum to envoke corporal punshment or suffer splitting of the sheets, putting an end to this little piece of paradise. Lovely.

Hormones and testosterone,
Clash until they cry and moan,
Threat to run away from home,
The kid now has a bald dome,
Peace and trust fuckin blown,
Still together all alone.

Think we need therapy?