Thank you, toughlovin. You've given me useful insight on a lot of things. Especially the advice to listen to my gut. I know that everybody's situation is different to some extent, and doing things exactly by the book doesn't always prove to remedy. I know when I've kicked him out before, I set a bag of groceries on the back porch a time or two. It was something I felt was the right thing to do. I'm not providing him the cushy life he is accustomed to, but I'm not allowing him to starve to death either.
You mentioned knowing from the bottom of your heart that you've done everything possible for your son. I sometimes beat myself up wondering if I've done enough. I ask myself "what's enough?". Is there really ever enough when it comes to this person that I brought into the world? Does he feel like I've given up on him? Does he feel like I kicked him out because I don't love him? Does he honestly see all of the second chances I've given him, and that everything I've done and am doing now is only because I love him? And then in the same breath, I'm reminded how worn out I am. From the drugs, the lies, the verbal abuse, the stealing and pilfering, the laziness and lack of responsibility, the damage done to my home. I'm tired of court rooms. And the racing of my heart when he calls and says " Guess what?", because it's normally followed by bad news. I've always tried to take good care of myself, but I feel like I've aged tremendously over the past 5 years. It's amazing what worry, sadness, and lack of sleep will do to your body.
You said you've never slammed doors on him to where he feels like he can't come to you for help. How do you determine that the cry for help is real, or if he's just crying wolf? That's a weakness of mine, because the 3 times I've kicked him out previously, he always had really good promises to turn his life around only to end up failing. I always believe his pleas, and give him the benefit of the doubt. I wanted so bad to believe him. But it was always lies. He's good. Almost scary good. Like going from a drug induced demon to reading the bible everyday for a month.
It warms my heart that your son is getting help. I will keep my fingers crossed for you!!! How sweet it'll be to have our sons back....the way they were raised to be.
You mentioned knowing from the bottom of your heart that you've done everything possible for your son. I sometimes beat myself up wondering if I've done enough. I ask myself "what's enough?". Is there really ever enough when it comes to this person that I brought into the world? Does he feel like I've given up on him? Does he feel like I kicked him out because I don't love him? Does he honestly see all of the second chances I've given him, and that everything I've done and am doing now is only because I love him? And then in the same breath, I'm reminded how worn out I am. From the drugs, the lies, the verbal abuse, the stealing and pilfering, the laziness and lack of responsibility, the damage done to my home. I'm tired of court rooms. And the racing of my heart when he calls and says " Guess what?", because it's normally followed by bad news. I've always tried to take good care of myself, but I feel like I've aged tremendously over the past 5 years. It's amazing what worry, sadness, and lack of sleep will do to your body.
You said you've never slammed doors on him to where he feels like he can't come to you for help. How do you determine that the cry for help is real, or if he's just crying wolf? That's a weakness of mine, because the 3 times I've kicked him out previously, he always had really good promises to turn his life around only to end up failing. I always believe his pleas, and give him the benefit of the doubt. I wanted so bad to believe him. But it was always lies. He's good. Almost scary good. Like going from a drug induced demon to reading the bible everyday for a month.
It warms my heart that your son is getting help. I will keep my fingers crossed for you!!! How sweet it'll be to have our sons back....the way they were raised to be.