My mom tried everything she could and I give her credit for it. I was forced to see a councilor who works with bad kids in juvenile detention for almost 2 years, but even he eventually gave up on me because I refused to open up to him and anything he said had no affect on my actions.
Then I was kicked out and moved to my dads, then after a year there I was kicked out and moved to my grandfathers, who doesn't care because he never even notices I'm there. At this point it's been almost 10 years and they all accept that this is just the way I am and don't push me anymore.