Well, it's done. I texted our son today. I basically said this:
I guess we're not hearing much from you these days, so I want to remind you of a couple of things. You now have 15 days to get your community service done and pay your $30. That's plenty of time if you just get to it. Hopefully you've paid the $30, since that's the first thing your money should have gone to. I'll text you L's number so you can contact her about working. I will not go to court on the 10th so you best have it done. That's all I can say about it. Just do it and everything will be fine. If you don't, well, that's up to you.
This week I expect dad will start cleaning out the apartment. If you have anything there you don't want us to know about, you better get there in the next day or so. We plan on bagging the clothes, tossing your bed and chair and either donating or storing everything else, so if you want stuff you better call or text your dad.
I love you and hope you are okay. Please acknowledge you got this.
I followed with the necessary numbers for him to call.
He responded with: Okay, thank you. I love you.
So...it's done.
He of course, didn't ask how I was feeling. Not surprised. Still hurt.
So...we shall see what's happened June 10.
I am officially done trying.
Officially.