Hello Everyone,
I am going to try to make this short. My difficult child has become totally out of control. There is no more holding him down to keep him from hurting himself or destroying my things. I recently moved into a house with my mother thinking it would be better. Due to my job, there were days that I didn't get to really see my difficult child, let alone spend time with him. My difficult child has destroyed my property, my mother's property and stab holes in the walls of our house...AGAIN!!! I never used to worry about sleeping in the house while he was there but now I do. Most days I wish I could end my life. My job took me to the hospital in November last year to get help. The hospital put me on Wellbutrin and by the 3rd week, I was wanting to run people over with my car. Then my job turned away and put me through H3!! and threatened my job!!! I keep telling myself it's gonna get better but the truth is, I am feeling worse every day. I don't talk to anyone anymore, rarely answer my phone when anyone calls, I have no desire to go to church and question my faith on a regular basis, rarely go to social events and the last time I did, a friend mine looked me in the eyes and said, "I see you smiling but I can see all the hurt & sadness behind that smile in your eyes." I started crying and left! Not a day goes by when I don't cry. I never understood self mutilation or why people did it but sadly enough, I do now. Noone knows I do this and I regret it afterwards but there is a release there. I have started having what the doctor is telling me is an anxiety attack. It usually starts out with vision loss or seeing a big circle of light, then I start feeling dizzy, shortness of breath, shaking and my body starts jerking. I had one of these attacks a couple of weeks ago while in the store shopping for school clothes and during the attack, I just had this feeling that something was seriously wrong with me. Paramedics came out and check my vitals and things were good. I am not on any medications other than Xanax as needed and won't take it very often because it puts me to sleep. My friends leave me voicemails asking what is happened to me? I have almost completely shut myself off from the rest of the world. I don't want to bother anyone with talking about my difficult child.
I was transported to the hospital by ambulance end of July because he re-injured my ankle that I had surgery on in January. The police didn't even arrest him...they sent him back home with me that night. They did set him up on probation but it is not court ordered. However, difficult child doesn't care and is only trying to use it to get out of taking care of his responsibilities. My difficult child is now 6'2 and 250lbs, I have to look up to him. I never thought he would ever hurt me but I guess I was living in that fairytale world. His doctor has recommended he go to a Residential Treatment Center (RTC) but I just lost his insurance and not sure how I will manage this.
O and thats another problem, with no insurance means no medications...what am I suppose to do? I just figure things are going to get worse.
There are times I feel like I hate him and I can say I don't love him like I should. Does that mean I am just a terrible mother? What can I do though, he has made me cold! I don't want him in my house anymore and neither does my mother because he is so abusive. My mother has started resenting him because she knows I have thoughts of suicide and how depressed I am and that he is why I feel this way.
I will stop rambling now but just wondered if maybe there was someone else out there feeling the same thing? Do you ever feel like you don't even like your difficult child anymore?
Deni
I am going to try to make this short. My difficult child has become totally out of control. There is no more holding him down to keep him from hurting himself or destroying my things. I recently moved into a house with my mother thinking it would be better. Due to my job, there were days that I didn't get to really see my difficult child, let alone spend time with him. My difficult child has destroyed my property, my mother's property and stab holes in the walls of our house...AGAIN!!! I never used to worry about sleeping in the house while he was there but now I do. Most days I wish I could end my life. My job took me to the hospital in November last year to get help. The hospital put me on Wellbutrin and by the 3rd week, I was wanting to run people over with my car. Then my job turned away and put me through H3!! and threatened my job!!! I keep telling myself it's gonna get better but the truth is, I am feeling worse every day. I don't talk to anyone anymore, rarely answer my phone when anyone calls, I have no desire to go to church and question my faith on a regular basis, rarely go to social events and the last time I did, a friend mine looked me in the eyes and said, "I see you smiling but I can see all the hurt & sadness behind that smile in your eyes." I started crying and left! Not a day goes by when I don't cry. I never understood self mutilation or why people did it but sadly enough, I do now. Noone knows I do this and I regret it afterwards but there is a release there. I have started having what the doctor is telling me is an anxiety attack. It usually starts out with vision loss or seeing a big circle of light, then I start feeling dizzy, shortness of breath, shaking and my body starts jerking. I had one of these attacks a couple of weeks ago while in the store shopping for school clothes and during the attack, I just had this feeling that something was seriously wrong with me. Paramedics came out and check my vitals and things were good. I am not on any medications other than Xanax as needed and won't take it very often because it puts me to sleep. My friends leave me voicemails asking what is happened to me? I have almost completely shut myself off from the rest of the world. I don't want to bother anyone with talking about my difficult child.
I was transported to the hospital by ambulance end of July because he re-injured my ankle that I had surgery on in January. The police didn't even arrest him...they sent him back home with me that night. They did set him up on probation but it is not court ordered. However, difficult child doesn't care and is only trying to use it to get out of taking care of his responsibilities. My difficult child is now 6'2 and 250lbs, I have to look up to him. I never thought he would ever hurt me but I guess I was living in that fairytale world. His doctor has recommended he go to a Residential Treatment Center (RTC) but I just lost his insurance and not sure how I will manage this.
O and thats another problem, with no insurance means no medications...what am I suppose to do? I just figure things are going to get worse.
There are times I feel like I hate him and I can say I don't love him like I should. Does that mean I am just a terrible mother? What can I do though, he has made me cold! I don't want him in my house anymore and neither does my mother because he is so abusive. My mother has started resenting him because she knows I have thoughts of suicide and how depressed I am and that he is why I feel this way.
I will stop rambling now but just wondered if maybe there was someone else out there feeling the same thing? Do you ever feel like you don't even like your difficult child anymore?
Deni