Estherfromjerusalem
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I find it difficult to believe that I'm writing this. difficult child, after spending a month in Thailand (for me it was a wonderful month with him away) is back at home, looking for work, has broken up with his girlfriend and is being a pain in the neck. But still, there is always some sort of limit on his behavior. When he gets really edgy and tense and nervous, I normally get out of his way and he works it through by himself and calms down, or goes off to a friend or something.
Well, this Friday afternoon he had a complete meltdown. He was annoying me with his nasty comments and I was in the kitchen and because of the approaching Sabbath I just couldn't get out of the kitchen, there were things I just had to finish on time. He was washing the dishes because he had offered to do it and when I wanted to do it he said, "No, I said I would do it, don't you dare," so I left it but deadline time was coming nearer and nearer and I admit I put a bit of pressure on him to get on with it and do it "now." So he did come into the kitchen and was washing the dishes but speaking really nasty and he wouldn't stop, until I lost my temper and screamed at him to shut up. easy child son (aged 24) came running (he was scared for my health and my bad heart) and they almost started a fisticuffs fight, so husband came to separate them, doors banged shut and difficult child just completely lost control, screaming and lashing out (but not actually managing to hit anyone). All this time, a girlfriend of mine who had come to stay for the weekend was cowering in the living room. She told me afterwards that she was sure there would be actual blows.
After that, difficult child just disappeared. He drove away. I don't know where he is. It is now Saturday night, and we haven't heard a word. husband has tried phoning him but he isn't answering any calls.
This is so disappointing. We have come such a long way, but every time, he slips right back. I know that compared to many others, our situation is good, but honestly, he just doesn't know how to count his blessings, and he always manages to sabotage every situation, and I wish I had the strength to throw him out. But I can't and I won't. I know he will come back home. Maybe he will do it within the next day, and ask to be forgiven (since it is our Day of Atonement on Sunday night and Monday, which is the time to ask for forgiveness and to be forgiven). And maybe he won't -- I won't hold my breath!! easy child son is getting married on 1 November, and when he leaves then difficult child son will be the only one at home.
And just to make matters worse, older difficult child (aged 39, single) came for Friday night supper, and he also started to behave in a difficult child way, being rude to my husband, and I spoke up and said that that was unacceptable, and he gave me a look that I haven't seen for many years, full of anger and hostility, like he used to when he was a teenager and in his early twenties. It was a pretty miserable atmosphere in our household last night, that's for sure. However, by the time he (older difficult child) left things were better between us. Even so, this is all rather upsetting.
This is not the sort of update I would have liked to write, but still I wanted to share it with you all. I don't think I will tell my sisters. It's like going back several years. Quite honestly, I'm embarrassed.
Love, Esther
Well, this Friday afternoon he had a complete meltdown. He was annoying me with his nasty comments and I was in the kitchen and because of the approaching Sabbath I just couldn't get out of the kitchen, there were things I just had to finish on time. He was washing the dishes because he had offered to do it and when I wanted to do it he said, "No, I said I would do it, don't you dare," so I left it but deadline time was coming nearer and nearer and I admit I put a bit of pressure on him to get on with it and do it "now." So he did come into the kitchen and was washing the dishes but speaking really nasty and he wouldn't stop, until I lost my temper and screamed at him to shut up. easy child son (aged 24) came running (he was scared for my health and my bad heart) and they almost started a fisticuffs fight, so husband came to separate them, doors banged shut and difficult child just completely lost control, screaming and lashing out (but not actually managing to hit anyone). All this time, a girlfriend of mine who had come to stay for the weekend was cowering in the living room. She told me afterwards that she was sure there would be actual blows.
After that, difficult child just disappeared. He drove away. I don't know where he is. It is now Saturday night, and we haven't heard a word. husband has tried phoning him but he isn't answering any calls.
This is so disappointing. We have come such a long way, but every time, he slips right back. I know that compared to many others, our situation is good, but honestly, he just doesn't know how to count his blessings, and he always manages to sabotage every situation, and I wish I had the strength to throw him out. But I can't and I won't. I know he will come back home. Maybe he will do it within the next day, and ask to be forgiven (since it is our Day of Atonement on Sunday night and Monday, which is the time to ask for forgiveness and to be forgiven). And maybe he won't -- I won't hold my breath!! easy child son is getting married on 1 November, and when he leaves then difficult child son will be the only one at home.
And just to make matters worse, older difficult child (aged 39, single) came for Friday night supper, and he also started to behave in a difficult child way, being rude to my husband, and I spoke up and said that that was unacceptable, and he gave me a look that I haven't seen for many years, full of anger and hostility, like he used to when he was a teenager and in his early twenties. It was a pretty miserable atmosphere in our household last night, that's for sure. However, by the time he (older difficult child) left things were better between us. Even so, this is all rather upsetting.
This is not the sort of update I would have liked to write, but still I wanted to share it with you all. I don't think I will tell my sisters. It's like going back several years. Quite honestly, I'm embarrassed.
Love, Esther