Oh my.. thank you for keeping in touch with me. I feel so “needy” right now.
We are just hours now before Christmas Eve and I believe I just came to the realization that I don’t know this man ( my son) any longer. The drugs that he has been prescribed ( and his decades of drug abuse ) has changed his entire persona.
I’m well aware of all that happens to the body, mind and spirit ~and I’m witnessing it before my very eyes.
Understand, as thrilled as we were to finally get him back home AGAIN, I had made up my mind that my attitude/emotions would be very controlled. I would talk when talked to, ask a brief question about his trip and just take it slow. We went from airport to Dr
to diner for a bite to eat. I decided when we got home to run an errand and when I came back he had gone to his sisters (just down the hill).
My husband told me before he left they chatted and son noticed that “Mom doesn’t even talk to me.” Hubby explained that the back & forth arguing, issues with he and girlfriend, leaving like he did took a toll on me. He needs to talk to me and lay things out on the table. Clear the air.
That was Thursday at 6pm. Saw him again tonight at 5:00 as he joined us for dinner. We weren’t together but one hour & arguing began in the truck. He may be going back to girlfriend 1100 mi away ( he has no money). I promised him he may get out of our state but when he arrives at his destination he will be picked up. Done.
Then he informed us he’s going out with his friend (we’ve befriended him too) an old cell mate of our sons from years past. This kid ( man) works hard, independent, family oriented BUT makes bad choices. He recently had a charge while on parole and will be turning himself in Thursday and will problem go back in state for 6 mths. They were going to “hang out” together - bad choice. We stated that was our opinion and sh*t hit the fan. We went from “I’m leaving, I’ll just go and do something else stupid, I should’ve never come home”... Screaming in the garage that we are control freaks and he can’t be made to stay in a room til sentencing..
which led me to my front stoop to sit with my dog. Alone. I actually felt like I was having symptoms of a stroke. Numbness, temple pain and sagging jaw.. hubby insisted on calling an ambulance. This would be the 3rd time in 3 years.. each time blood pressure over 200 and stress is the reason for the admission. It is embarrassing and ridiculous that I can’t keep these emotions in check.
As of tonight, I do believe that he doesn’t care about us or our feelings. He would say “ of course I do” but I think that’s only because he’s “ supposed to feel” that way. We are his parents. But when push comes to shove actions speak much louder than any words. And his actions are very clear.
I’m tired of wearing a smile (that’s not often recently - I’m such a Debbie Downer, huh?)
I do realize I have control over this holiday, it’s in our home. If things don’t change, I will postpone our Xmas eve get together, curl up & watch a funny movie and read a book. If things do change, great. Same with Christmas. To heck with traditions. Because there is nothing traditional left about this family.
Okkkk .. That felt good. Thanks for letting me unload this BS from my head and heart.
Peace to you all.