Is This Our New Normal? Don't Recognize Him! Not Sure I Can Cope.

My son is 42, living in his car, about to be repossessed. Was a family man, owned a house, with a great job but left his wife and kids about 6 years ago, because...unhappy. Made another baby right after leaving, with new girlfriend, but she left him during the beginning of the pandemic and took the child to another state. Thousands spent trying to help him. He suddenly can't find a job and keep it. Not sure if drugs or other addictions are involved since I don't see him as much, but I suspect - there have been signs and info from others. He's very secretive. Temper tantrums, etc. Only calls for $$$. After I give him the money, I get the silent treatment for days/ weeks till he needs more.

He stopped seeing his kid. Blames exes for that and us for his pain/hurts. I offer to host children (they live 2.5 hrs away and it's hard to schedule) but he gets mad about that, thinking he should be having them no matter what. Mad at his ex and me for even talking. But makes no effort to see them except on a whim maybe once a year. Doesn't call or reach out regular. Won't accept responsibility for tearing the family apart! When I see him, which is only every 3 mos or so, he looks very well-groomed so not sure if he's homeless like he says or lying. I've paid for apartments, rooms, hotels, food, gas, clothes, goods, etc. He's been evicted twice. Couch surfing til friends/acquaintances tired of him.

Conversations always end up about his exes, very unpleasant and won't listen to reason or compromise or talk of anything else! I offer more permanent things, links, goods, to move him forward and to be closer to us but he doesn't follow through. The "I'm hungry, cold and living in my car' phone calls wear me down! He says things like "I can't believe you're going to let me die here" Or "here's my location so you can let the police know where my body is!" What is this? Who is this?! I thought I was a decent parent. He was raised with love. We did much as a family, outdoors, plenty of friends and family, decent school grades, sports, etc. He had some issues as a young adult (raves, etc) but turned out to be a good man.

(My husband, his SF, is not on board anymore, tried a few times with poor results - he says he's a grown man, disagreeable and not humble or grateful. Thinks drugs, etc are involved. Says my son is always about himself and treats me with disrespect. He helped me raise him from a young age, was supportive and loving. Bio dad paid no child support, not interested, selfish and inconsistent, passed away 3 years ago, during pandemic - my son took it hard even though they had been estranged and his bio dad in another state). My son is the last thing I think about before sleep and the first thing I think of when waking up. Why do I have such guilt saying no?
 

Copabanana

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. My son is the last thing I think about before sleep and the first thing I think of when waking up. Why do I have such guilt saying no?
I don't think the whys are helpful. I think what's helpful are the whats and he hows. You've identified the what: guilt saying no. Now you need to put into practice the how. Virtually all of us here have been where you are. My 36 year old son is homeless, too. Without a vehicle. He is no longer the first and last thing I think about before waking up. I used to be haunted. Possessed. I am not now. I have stabs of pain and worry but not even every day.

So, you need to identify the how. You can over and over again recount all the advantages your son had. It does not help. I feel that most of us here were good enough parents. Who knows why each person goes off the rails. But somewhere in there is personal choice. Our children are adults.

I needed practice saying no. So I decided to say no to everything. It worked tremendously well. Another thing I did was turn over decisions to my partner who is both kinder than I am and firmer. He runs things by me, but he decides. I may argue against his decisions but I don't fight them. Why not try one of these strategies?

I love my son more than I have loved any other person in my whole life. But I had to recognize and accept that he owns his own life. His life is his. He gets to live it the way he can. But I don't have to live his choices with him. Nor do I have to pay the consequences. My son is probably in way worse shape than is yours. He had a traumatic brain injury and he is psychotic. That changes nothing. If my son refuses to get medical or psychiatric help there is only so much I can do. We try and try again to offer him housing. It does not work.

Welcome to our group. I have posted almost ten years. it has helped me immeasurably.
 
Thanks for your reply. Sounds awfully hard. This downward spiral with my son has just been like a giant out-of-control snowball going down a mountain. He's a shell of his former self. I can't stand the thought of him living on the streets! He doesn't want to, wants his independence but won't make any effort to better his situation. I'm very sorry to her about your situation - a Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) is devastating and hard when we can't help them - they have 'rights' and we have to sit idly by watching them make horrible decisions. There aren't many helpful programs and so costly as well! It all just feels hopeless. I'm new to this. It feels awful.
 
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