pasajes4
Well-Known Member
Son was released from the mental hospital last night. He wanted the clothes that he left on the porch when he broke my door down. They were not there. I thought he had come back and taken them, I guess the contractor fixing my door thought it was a bag of trash and threw them out. He decided I needed to take him to Wally world at 1 in the morning and buy him more clothes and then give him a ride downtown. I did not jump at the chance. He thought it would be a good idea to start screaming at me through the door, I called the police and he was finally given a paper that says he can not come back on my property.
Why do I feel so guilty? All he ever had to do was follow basic rules at home and be respectful. I feel so torn between this what he needs and he truly can''t make it on his own. He has no clothes, no money, no job, and not one true friend. I had 4 days of peace. I knew he was safe and he was fed.
Why do I feel so guilty? All he ever had to do was follow basic rules at home and be respectful. I feel so torn between this what he needs and he truly can''t make it on his own. He has no clothes, no money, no job, and not one true friend. I had 4 days of peace. I knew he was safe and he was fed.