Bean,
Howdy....(I kinda got stuck here because I didn't know how I really wanted to 'come at' you)
First of all - like everyone else said you aren't alone, but then again? You are kind of aren't you? You seem to have enabler parents that by your own admission don't care what happens to you. You have a husband that is very put-off by all the drama-conflama-from the Mama, and trust me honey it' aint the weight gain....I was nearly 300 lbs and I was a sexy beast - BUT sure didn't feel it, and felt LESS like doing anything about it when "MY" whole world seemed to be going to poo.
I mean there I am in my life rolling along, nearly organized to the nth degree and WHAM - and it just spiraled out of control and it was like a kite string running through my hands and burning my fingers - I had a hold on the string, could see the kite - but with every gust of wind - the kite went farther away and that string unraveled a little more until one day - I just was left wtih an empty spool, staring at the sky - clueless as to what I should do next. In other words I had HUNG ON so long - SO TIGHT, with all that I had in me - that when the string finally disappeared? I didn't know how to reorganize my life. MOstly for quite a while? I tried to create drama and dind't know it - and GOLLY that was fun for everyone.
So it took a lot of personal re-evaluating, soul searching if you prefer - to figure out, that I was cruising up on middle age, size 24 pants were next, my health was shot, my hair was falling out, I was miserable and I was out of control. Then I had kids, and lost a kid and had a kid going buck wild - and OMG I had a stroke, lost my job of nearly 8 years.....went from beaucoup bucks to soup kitchens.....and it was so frustrating I finally threw my hands in the air and gave up - I ate what I wanted, then slept. I had no friends....and didn' tdo anything for myself. He'll never admit it - but my fiance (DF) must have really been one tough man - because he actually called the shrink for me. I was angry - OH LORD was I poed. I had it together, I didn't need help. I could balance this - I mean I have faced bigger crises in my life and was fine.
Well I wasn't. See we trick ourselves into believing "WE ARE FINE" WE CAN HANDLE THIS - WE' USED TO DO IT ALL THE TIME. And while that may be true of most repetitive jobs? The stress you get from lack of support, and kids that won't STOP? Adds up.....and when you don't UNMESH yourself from it all - instead of being able to deal with todays problem - yesterdays problem and the day before and the day before and so on and so on just gets heaped on top of each other until you are so burried..you are falsely convincing yourself I CAN HANDLE THIS.....and you cant. Pride is a mule that should be out in the pasture.
Okay - you have a daughter that is a prostitute. And there are many horrible things wrong with that statement. Question....Are you the ONLY Mother in the history of Mothers who has had a daugther be a prostitute? No. So in THAT sense you are not alone. Can you change her profession? NO. This is her choice. Do you have to like it? Nope. Do you have to respect it? Nope. Do you have to deal with it? Nope. So do you have to disown her to not deal with it? (shrug) Isn't that your choice???
What I'm saying is ABSOLUTELY we have our standards. (draws line in the sand) and here are yours and here are where you suppose your daughters are. HER life -------YOUR life. Two separate lives. Do you want to introduce her to your friends as MY daughter the college student? I dunno. I don't know if I could introduce my daughter in public as "OH hello - and this is my daughter Clarissa - the prostitute" But if that's what she did? And I didn't agree with it? I have a choice. I can either - Detach myself from her activities and enjoy her at my leisure.....and if she's a baboons kiester - Take her back home. If we have a good day - then lay down some ground rules. Make them YOUR rules. She breaks them one time - OUT of the car she goes.
I had zero for family support for Dude. I didn't have a whole lot of support for Dude from DF - and at times he got so sick of hearing about him I knew just to keep my thoughts and ideas about the situation to mysefl. I also know that the moment I said - GET OUT - and took him to the train station - I meant it. I ddn't hear from him for months, in three years he called twice asking for used clothes and a bit of money for a cell phone when he was job hunting for a go p hone.. Other than that? Until I knew it was dire/ HE was on his own - and BOY what a wakeup call that was for us both.
There were lots of times I wanted to reach out and send a little gift box or money - and didn't. There wer times when I saw his number on the caller ID and have not answered. It takes TIME - and it takes TRAINING yourself to say "YOU KNOW WHAT If I do NOT answer that phone and talk to my disrespectful, only ever wants something kid.....? " That is OKAY...he's not going to disappear - he'll be back and the morbid side of that - if he isn't or doesn't .....He lived his life the way he choose. Sad as those choices may be - they were HIS choices. Trying to get your kid to OWN their choices is best done when you STOP helping them, and allow them to fall. It doesn't happen over night, and you have to tell yourself - things like -
I CAN spend money on weightwatchers - and not give it to my son for his phone bill - I"M WORTH IT.
I can refuse to pick up the phone and NOT LIE about it later when I get "WHY DIDN"T YOU ANSWER THE PHONE because you SAW it was me?? HU? HUH??...."well yes and I wasn't in the mood for your ****".
I CAN talk to my child like he's anyone off the street and take off the kid gloves because ......THE REST OF THE WORLD ISN"T GOING TO SMACK him with a feather - Doesn't mean I have to rock him to sleep with a boulder.....just means I don't have to pucker up and kiss his hiney. Find a nice medium you can live with - STOP trying to be the Mom you hoped you always could be - the time for that is gone. She's moved on - you have not. Stop mourning the loss of a child that hasn't died. She's a prostitute......she does drugs.....shes not what you wanted her to be. BUT maybe in time after you work on YOURSELF ? You can either accept her choice and rise above it OR choose not to without guilt. But staying stagnant where you are? Beating youself up for all her "MISTAKES"??? WOW - not a good example and one that she is likely to follow.
My kid took me through hell and back. The first two died....and in the mean time Dude didn't give me much of a breather because in his world it was and still very much is - ALL ABOUT HIM. Even with a baby in his life - he's in jail and his daily thought is ------I NEED.....I need to get out, I need soap, I need .....And once I stopped helping that? Freaking out about the fact that my son is in jail? He realized a few things too. Like I'm not there to fix things all the tme - he had to make choices on his own without me. LIFE altering choices. Choices that will affect HIM when he's my age - and I'll be too old to care or remember.
Your daughter is still a person. SHe may not be behaving like the daughter you wanted, but again - how much contact you allow yourself with HER choices that will directly affect YOUR CHOICES and YOUR life is up to you. Detaching to me at first meant - ABSOLUTELY no contact. It was the only way I could break the kite string between us. If you knew where he was, and who he was with - I can tell you that was the worst months of my life. I always worried about my kid...most people do - but I worried his Father would kill him to spite me. I guess he tried to..on two occasions. Did not work and well - the rest as they say is a lesson learned.
Bean Im not sure what I would do if I had a prostitute daughter. Im not sure if I would say - OKAY let me take you to a real doctor so you can get a check up every three months and supply her with endless condoms and a taser...OR if I would just be so put off by her behavior I would face her and say "I don't like who you have become, and until I can find a way to deal with it ? I need you to let me be." That again is a choice only you can make.
As far as her addiction? On TOP of all that? That's on her isn't it? I mean shes no dummy - shes out there making a living - and while it's not the way anyone would think OH JOY - she has to realize that drugs, and sex and the like are a CHOICE - so relenquish the power of that to her - THAT is her choice. REHAB would be her choice. FINDING A WAY TO GO? Her choice. Never hurts to say I'll support you - but past that? You are on your own. And trust this - WE get plenty of calls daily with people CRYING, sobbing on the phone begging for help - they call 911 because they are so poor they don't even have minutes left on their phones - but KNOW (get that - they KNOW ) if they call 911 there is no cost and we can call someone FOR them to get them help - either ambulance, hospital, rehab - someone from EMS WILL come and get them - and most will talk to you and say "I can't live like this any more I have to get myself straight, I don't want to go on living - BUT I just know I can't be like this anymore." So when I hear things like that? They get help - are they serious? SURE. They're desperate, alone, scared. And each time I get one of these calls I think of our kids. My kids....and I think - We're all just a paycheck away from homelessness - and then what? Could it be this? Would it be? What makes MY desire to stay sober stronger than yours? (and I shrug) but I know one thing -
You love your kid. And every building has to have a solid foundation - so maybe when you are ready? Give yourself a demolition party of sorts - Find a new life for yourself - and if this therapist isn't working? Find one that is......and when you are able - WIPE the slate with your kid and start wtih the basics.....I love you is a good place - BUT ONLY after you love YOURSELF. And right now sister? YOU ......do not. So I can't see you really giving good advice to anyone - INCLUDING yourself.
Take care of you first............THEN worry about what comes down the pike - and stop trying to be a peacemaker between your parents and your husband and your kid - LET THEM figure out their own problems - YOU are on MISSION BEAN.....got it.......?
ME FIRST......no GUILT......and if that takes five years? It takes five years. But GET YOURSELF right first......emotionally, spiritually, physically, mentally....and the rest of the junk you are worried about will either line up or ......it won't be in your life.....you won't want it around to ruin your happiness and good juju. AND THEN? THEN you get to reach out and help the kid - BECAUSE what she will see then? Is a Mom who really got HER act together and despite having a daughter do what she did? ROSE above it all......and became a blossoming bean......Castor bean if you will......Lovely blossom - but deadly if you mess with it. And that's the kind of woman that your husband will look at too and go - WOW. Then somewhere along the way? You figure out - you WANT to feel healthier -do something about the weight - shed 160 pounds.....and now you are mentally, spiritually, emotionally and (trust me you drop 160 lbs and go from a size 22 to a 8 - ) physically - ready for ANYTHING that kid throws at you. EVEN "OH MOM I am in love with GOdzilla and we're going to have a baby" I don't have a job, neither does she, and I don't even have a drivers license but we're going to make it!!!! (clapps happily like a bongo monkey ------yeah!!!)
(note to self future daughter in law is really a wonderful girl NOT godzilla) find new name for baby momma.
Hang in there kiddo -
Love star