ST, I am sorry you are feeling so sad. It is a darned if you do, darned if you don't kind of thing. You know what girl? Your daughter knows just how to push your buttons, like mine. Call, don't call. Drown me with too much information, then nothing at all. It's a no brainer that they have got us going around in circles.......
But every time I read one of these articles I go into guilt mode! What if this really is something she can't control, maybe it is a mental illness, and I am turning my back on her!
I know, it is hard when things just don't figure. But you know what ST, if it's drug use or Borderline (BPD), we, you and I, are not equipped to deal with the issues of it. We are not equipped to deal with any of this stuff.
We know this.
Because we have tried so many times and it didn't work......
I really and truly just want to be the cookie baking grandma......
I am not turning my back to my adult children.
I am standing there with my plate of cookies saying,
I am a cookie baker, booboo fixer, mom, grandma.
I love you.
Please go get yourself some help,
because this is way beyond my league.
Way, way beyond my league.
So I stand with my front to my adult children
and tell them I cannot help them.
Because it is true, I cannot.
Well, I don't have a degree in all of this, how could I begin to help?
There are people out there, who can help.
If I put my plate of cookies down
and said one more time,
come on home, it would definitely FAIL.
So, I hold on to my cookies.
That's what I decided when my Tornado took my grands with her six months ago.
After the initial shock, hurt and intense pain of it subsided,
I decided I wanted to be the cookie baking grandma.
I didn't want to be rescue grandma.
I failed miserably in that department.
I just wasn't equipped.
I knew I couldn't control anything she did.
I knew I was WAY in over my head with all of the domestic violence stuff.
All of the stuff through all of the years
stressed and aged me way more than a two term President.
So I made a promise to myself, if she ever calls again with plans to come home,
I will direct her to a DV shelter. There, she could get professional help, and so could the kids.
I can be the cookie baking grandma I should be.
What if there isnt really something or someone out there that can help her? Am I doing the wrong thing by keeping my distance with her? I
There are tons of agencies out there. There are people out there ST.
It is theirs for the asking.
IF they keep asking us, depending on us,
and we try to help with our limited skills and resources,
we are
preventing them from getting the help they really need.
If it helps you to feel better, call 211, and see what is available in your daughters area.
Make a list and have it ready if she asks.
I know what everyone will say, but I am having a weak moment It all just makes me so sad !!!!
It is okay ST, we all have our moments
when this all just piles up and whoops us in our hearts.
Let it out.
I am glad you wrote of it here.
Good.
Do you have faith in a higher power?
When I find myself feeling sad and worried,
overwhelmed by the whole mess, I say a prayer.
Or, I will do what you have done and post about it.
Even if you know what some folks will say,
at least you also know, these people really, really care and understand.
You are not alone, I have been right there where you are.
I still haven't heard from my Tornado, or the grands, going on six months now.
I am still depending on you to give me a reminder, if that call comes.
You can get through this ST. You are way stronger than you think.
I am right here with you.
Take care dear.
Let it out.
(((HUGS)))
leafy