I was going to say that there may be paranoia about the bank and dmv and/or anxiety, about driving. Beta. I could have written this thread. Its eerie how similar are our situations and our sons.
"What would you have me do? Let him wander the streets for three days and nights?"
One thing in particular that's identical is that our sons are adopted, biracial and mentally ill.
I have been here on this site for over 4 years. I have been trying and trying and trying. And I do believe my son is improving. Not on my timetable. Not as I would want. Not enough. But I want to say this. I think that our situations are different than many mothers here. While I think we can if we need to, detach completely and let them fall, I think there is another way.
And I think I am improving too. I think I am quicker to realize that there is no silver bullet. That I do not have to react. That I don't need to be an extremist. That I don't have to listen to everybody. That I can connect with what I need, what I am. That I can connect with my great love for my son. I seem to be able to go back to the drawing board more quickly, and so can my son. We seem to have more tools in our emotional toolkit. All of these better things can be, even though things objectively, are not "better."
That it does not work at your sister's does not mean that nothing will ever work. While your sister and her husband are only motivated by love and concern, they want to "do good." When the good result they seek, does not come about of course they will let go. This does not mean anything at all about your child. It says more about the situation than about him. This has happened to us too. It is very hurtful. But this is a process.
We do have control of ourselves. Our thoughts. Our intentions. How we interpret things. You do not have to see this as doom. It's one more day. It's Thursday. You can respond with neutrality. You can meditate. I know how hard this is. There are no shoulds. Not for you. Not for Josh. Not for me or my son.
I see improvement in Josh. Really. I see his searching for something in himself. This, all of it, could be (and may or may not get) way worse.
I see one of our tasks as learning to manage our wild emotional swings, and reactions. That is about us. Not our sons.
That's another perspective. I don't know what's right either. But people here have very patiently helped me to see what I need, which is very, very different from what I thought I should do, or even what I thought I wanted to do.
Don't write the end of the story. I need to remember that. Too.