pasajes4
Well-Known Member
I have not been on here for several years. My journey began when my son was a pre-teen. He is now 26. He is mentally ill and abuses drugs. Our relationship is non existent. I fully accept that I more than likely contributed to his difficulties even though that was never my intention ( hindsight stinks). This is where the current situation begins.
Several years ago around the age 20, I made my son leave my home due to his refusal to even attempt to be a decent human. I would then take him back in out of guilt it because showed a glimmer of change. It never lasted long. The final straw for me was when he threw bricks through my bedroom window and came within an inch from my granddaughter being hit by flying glass and the bricks themselves.
Fast forward. I was involved in a horrific accident that left me permanently physically disabled. I met a wonderful man and we married a year ago and moved out in the country. I also changed my phone number so he could not contact me.
A week ago he contacted his sister asking her to get him some food because he did not have any. He is working for a temp service. When she got to the apartment, she found that he is living with a woman and her six kids in absolute filth and squalor. None of the kids are enrolled in school. They have no electricity or water and are about to be evicted. My daughter felt compelled to help because of the children. I would up contributing 450 dollars for food and clothing.
The end result of all of this is that I feel myself being sucked back into " rescue" mode. I also feel like a monster for not wanting any contact with him. My daughter is the mother of my grand that almost got injured by my son. If they could forgive him and want to help him, because he seems to be trying. Why can't I? I don't know what to do. We did find out there is a child protective case because of their living condition.
Your thoughts and perspective would be much appreciated.
Several years ago around the age 20, I made my son leave my home due to his refusal to even attempt to be a decent human. I would then take him back in out of guilt it because showed a glimmer of change. It never lasted long. The final straw for me was when he threw bricks through my bedroom window and came within an inch from my granddaughter being hit by flying glass and the bricks themselves.
Fast forward. I was involved in a horrific accident that left me permanently physically disabled. I met a wonderful man and we married a year ago and moved out in the country. I also changed my phone number so he could not contact me.
A week ago he contacted his sister asking her to get him some food because he did not have any. He is working for a temp service. When she got to the apartment, she found that he is living with a woman and her six kids in absolute filth and squalor. None of the kids are enrolled in school. They have no electricity or water and are about to be evicted. My daughter felt compelled to help because of the children. I would up contributing 450 dollars for food and clothing.
The end result of all of this is that I feel myself being sucked back into " rescue" mode. I also feel like a monster for not wanting any contact with him. My daughter is the mother of my grand that almost got injured by my son. If they could forgive him and want to help him, because he seems to be trying. Why can't I? I don't know what to do. We did find out there is a child protective case because of their living condition.
Your thoughts and perspective would be much appreciated.