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<blockquote data-quote="beebz" data-source="post: 743963" data-attributes="member: 23451"><p>Thank you Iron, thank you. I'd like to thank the academy, my parents lol</p><p>If I had a nickel for every time someone told me I should "write" I'd be rich...</p><p>and you know what I'd do if I were "rich"?</p><p>I'd open an animal rescue, preferably dogs, and have X-drug addicts run it and rehabilitate themselves.</p><p>I'd live every day hugging a dog and letting a druggie know that it is ok, they are NOT second class citizens and everyone deserves love,caring and sharing. An animal is so therapeutic.</p><p>That is my dream.</p><p>I'd also like to become "rich" monetarily so I could relieve my husband of employment. He works with 2 disabilities and its time to stop. He could probably go to retirement age, but dawg-gone-it - I'd love to relieve him of his already over 40 years of labor. Then he could roam around on the property and probably spend most of the day hugging a puppy and smelling puppy breath. </p><p>He was injured in the military, and has a form of Muscular Dystrophy also. You'd never know to look at him that he is ill but I know I'd like him to take an early retirement. Wow - I sure am off topic here right now - haha</p><p></p><p>I asked my husband today at what point do you file a missing persons report? There was always someone reporting "I've seen them here or I've seen them walking there" - or a stray text, but its been rather silent lately. There were two attempts by myself and another family member to contact them and this is the first time there has been zero reply. My troubled son, no matter how troubled he is, has an undying love and respect for his younger brother and has no ill-will or bad feelings for his huge success and even his often "tough-love" approach at helping him(or not) . So, not replying to him is scary suspicious.</p><p></p><p>My mental health as of late is suffering. I don't know how some people do it and I don't know how so many can be so cruel and say things nasty about mental illness and/or drug addiction.</p><p></p><p>A psychologist once told me, a person CAN'T be ALL bad - in the case of my son he drew a pie of all the bad things (toppings) and there were lots, then add the "good toppings" and there were so many - so very many. The love of his girls, the love of animals, the memorizing of every word and lesson out of my mouth to him all his life, his smile, his laughter, his defense of the underdog in school or the kid ('s) who were bullied. His impeccable memory of movies and acting them out. His gentleness in speaking, his eye contact when speaking or listening. Yet he has always said to me "I want to feel normal", "just normal". The Dr's over the years threw every drug at him imaginable for whatever the Dr's, the government and big pharmacy recommended and nothing worked or even made it worse.</p><p></p><p>Right now I still have hope that he'll be a success story of his many drug-free talents and one day I'll have two sons to take care of myself and my husband in the sunset of our lives.</p><p></p><p>Thank any and all for listening to my rant today - my therapy - my heart and soul.... Warmly, Barb</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="beebz, post: 743963, member: 23451"] Thank you Iron, thank you. I'd like to thank the academy, my parents lol If I had a nickel for every time someone told me I should "write" I'd be rich... and you know what I'd do if I were "rich"? I'd open an animal rescue, preferably dogs, and have X-drug addicts run it and rehabilitate themselves. I'd live every day hugging a dog and letting a druggie know that it is ok, they are NOT second class citizens and everyone deserves love,caring and sharing. An animal is so therapeutic. That is my dream. I'd also like to become "rich" monetarily so I could relieve my husband of employment. He works with 2 disabilities and its time to stop. He could probably go to retirement age, but dawg-gone-it - I'd love to relieve him of his already over 40 years of labor. Then he could roam around on the property and probably spend most of the day hugging a puppy and smelling puppy breath. He was injured in the military, and has a form of Muscular Dystrophy also. You'd never know to look at him that he is ill but I know I'd like him to take an early retirement. Wow - I sure am off topic here right now - haha I asked my husband today at what point do you file a missing persons report? There was always someone reporting "I've seen them here or I've seen them walking there" - or a stray text, but its been rather silent lately. There were two attempts by myself and another family member to contact them and this is the first time there has been zero reply. My troubled son, no matter how troubled he is, has an undying love and respect for his younger brother and has no ill-will or bad feelings for his huge success and even his often "tough-love" approach at helping him(or not) . So, not replying to him is scary suspicious. My mental health as of late is suffering. I don't know how some people do it and I don't know how so many can be so cruel and say things nasty about mental illness and/or drug addiction. A psychologist once told me, a person CAN'T be ALL bad - in the case of my son he drew a pie of all the bad things (toppings) and there were lots, then add the "good toppings" and there were so many - so very many. The love of his girls, the love of animals, the memorizing of every word and lesson out of my mouth to him all his life, his smile, his laughter, his defense of the underdog in school or the kid ('s) who were bullied. His impeccable memory of movies and acting them out. His gentleness in speaking, his eye contact when speaking or listening. Yet he has always said to me "I want to feel normal", "just normal". The Dr's over the years threw every drug at him imaginable for whatever the Dr's, the government and big pharmacy recommended and nothing worked or even made it worse. Right now I still have hope that he'll be a success story of his many drug-free talents and one day I'll have two sons to take care of myself and my husband in the sunset of our lives. Thank any and all for listening to my rant today - my therapy - my heart and soul.... Warmly, Barb [/QUOTE]
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