The bus in Chicago sucks. It is overcrowded and uncomfortsble. But for me it was a ride to work.
Honestly, these adult kids want only total comfort. How entitled!
No addict, binge or otherwise, should ever be behind the wheel of a car. Ever. He is a danger to himself and to the nice young mother driving sober with her baby in the car. And to the family man innocently trying to get home from work. He could easily kill somebody or himself. 50% of all car accidents invilve intoxication.
I feel he should suck up the not good bus system and use it in place of a car. He has no business being on.the road in a guided missle. Our kids are dear to us, but does that mean we should pacify them and ignore the danger of them driving or other peoples loved ones who are driving. I would never help this kid drive again. I would have stopped after the first intoxicated accident. In fact, we did exactly that with Daughter.
Please help keep him off the road.
Winner winner chicken dinner!! OMG Copa this hit me so much in my heart!! I could not agree more. Yes they are sincere in the moment. And they do want to believe themselves! Your words are like addict poetry so well said I am copying this and reading it every day. I vow to be firm and loving but not enabling.I believe in the times they are sincere, they are. It is just that it goes only so far. When they are presented with something they want, they sincerely want THAT, which dictates their behavior in the moment. Your son,rn, continues to disavow responsibility to "Demon Rum." I guess that is the beginning of the humility that could be and should be a basis of real change. But he has to come to want it more than anything for himself, not for his family.
As I type this I realize so much my self-delusion with my son and my desperate holding onto the sense I have any control or real influence at all. I believe my son loves me sincerely. But does that extend to choices for himself, or hesitancy in manipulating me according to his momentary needs and interests, no.
My job is me. Protecting me, centering me, nurturing me. I forever keep getting my role confused in parenting an adult child. This is my problem and I make it his. Unfortunately for both of us. You guys here who grapple with this with far younger children are a great help and great models. Thank you.