meowbunny
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Actually, this is a two-part question. The first relates to my daughter's new co-worker/"friend." That's the does this sound right part. The second part is just a vent and kicking myself for engaging.
My daughter has a hard time judging people -- if they like her, that's all that matters. That automatically makes them good people. If I'm even remotely suspicious it's because I don't want her to have friends and I just want her to stay home.
Well, her latest "friend" is a gay woman with 3 kids, one in his early teens. I'd guess S is in her early to mid 30s from the glimpse I got of her the one time I saw her. I do know S has a lover, but I don't if she's live-in or not. Today, after the blow up about cleaning her room, my daughter went to S's house to meet her kids. I didn't say a word but I wondered why an adult female would want someone to meet her kids, especially since there's no desire to meet the parents of a kid she's hanging out with. At 11:30, my daughter calls to tell me she's spending the night there. (Okay, I knew this was going to happen when she left but I still don't feel right about it.)
It did get ugly on the phone. I was mad that (1) she'd woken me up and (2) that she hadn't cleaned the cat box, walked the dog or fed the cats. I also wasn't all that thrilled that she's spending the night at this woman's house. I was told I should be happy that she's not partying and not doing drugs, just spending the night somewhere. I shot back with the fact am I glad she's not doing that but I'm tired of the same old thing -- every time she makes a friend, her responsibilities fly out the window. Then I heard how she was sick and really shouldn't be cleaning the catbox anyway. If she's sick why is she out with friends? Anyway, back and forth it flew. I hate when I engage with her. I can usually avoid it, but I think being woken up did it.
So, I have now told my daughter that she can live with S until her apartment becomes available because she's not welcome to come home since it isn't home to her, anyway. I could kick myself for saying it. It just gives her another victim card to play. Of course, it also gives me the choice of eating my words or worrying myself sick about this woman's ulterior motives. UGH
My daughter has a hard time judging people -- if they like her, that's all that matters. That automatically makes them good people. If I'm even remotely suspicious it's because I don't want her to have friends and I just want her to stay home.
Well, her latest "friend" is a gay woman with 3 kids, one in his early teens. I'd guess S is in her early to mid 30s from the glimpse I got of her the one time I saw her. I do know S has a lover, but I don't if she's live-in or not. Today, after the blow up about cleaning her room, my daughter went to S's house to meet her kids. I didn't say a word but I wondered why an adult female would want someone to meet her kids, especially since there's no desire to meet the parents of a kid she's hanging out with. At 11:30, my daughter calls to tell me she's spending the night there. (Okay, I knew this was going to happen when she left but I still don't feel right about it.)
It did get ugly on the phone. I was mad that (1) she'd woken me up and (2) that she hadn't cleaned the cat box, walked the dog or fed the cats. I also wasn't all that thrilled that she's spending the night at this woman's house. I was told I should be happy that she's not partying and not doing drugs, just spending the night somewhere. I shot back with the fact am I glad she's not doing that but I'm tired of the same old thing -- every time she makes a friend, her responsibilities fly out the window. Then I heard how she was sick and really shouldn't be cleaning the catbox anyway. If she's sick why is she out with friends? Anyway, back and forth it flew. I hate when I engage with her. I can usually avoid it, but I think being woken up did it.
So, I have now told my daughter that she can live with S until her apartment becomes available because she's not welcome to come home since it isn't home to her, anyway. I could kick myself for saying it. It just gives her another victim card to play. Of course, it also gives me the choice of eating my words or worrying myself sick about this woman's ulterior motives. UGH