I kicked my 19 year old son out a week ago and I’m on a rollercoaster of emotions. I swing between relief, relishing the peace and calm in the home and grief, sadness and missing him. The 2 main rules I expected was no drugs in the house and no drug dealing. Both of which he’s broken a number of times over the years, most recently me finding cocaine residue in his bedroom which I what culminated in me kicking him out but not before he smashed a bottle of juice across the front room and threatening to kick my head in. I’m know I’m minimising but reading through others experience on here, I’m wondering if I’ve been too harsh, thinking he’s not a drug addict but in reality he is. He smokes weed everyday, hasn’t worked for almost 18 months, uses some kind of substance daily, recently he’s been taking ‘lean’ (combination of Benadryl and codeine) and taking cocaine at the weekends to such excess I had to call an ambulance because he overdosed and was on the cusp of seizuring, he gets insanely paranoid and ‘patrols’ the house thinking someone is trying to get in, arms himself with a kitchen knife. It’s scary.
He’s always been a difficult wayward child, diagnosed with ADHD at 9 and I raised him largely on my own with the help of his sweet devoted grandmother. I have no influence anymore and have begged, pleaded, argued, threatened, kicked him out before because I found he’d used his brothers iPad to log into Snapchat to arrange drug deals, let him back after a week or 2, made him promise to get work and given deadlines which come and go and he doesn’t even try. He has no respect for me and no qualms in resorting to violence- smashing things up and verbal abuse but hasn’t attacked me physically. I’ve had to call the police a number of times. My sons youngest father moved out a few years ago and we now live separately whilst maintaining a relationship because he couldn’t cope with how his behaviour dominated the household and his disrespect led to them coming to blows. Both my partner and my son both resent me, my partner feels I’m responsible for not being tough enough on him and the many arguments where I defended him and my son resents me for allowing a man in my life who made him uncomfortable in his home.
I feel like a failure and that I’ve been a terrible mum, I’ve been very critical of my son over the last few years and felt so anxious everytime I was in his company. I know our lives aren’t compatible and me and his little brother deserve to live normal lives without being held ransom by his dysfunction. He’s not spoken to me since he left, I texted offering support in get him housing and if he wanted to go for dinner to talk but he ignored me and has totally shunned me, leaving my last text unread. I’m like a heartbroken teenager, checking to see if he’s read my text, calling his friends to see how and where he is (currently living out of hotels without money no doubtedly from criminal activities. I can’t sleep, I’m like a zombie and just sit in a daze which increases my guilt as I’m not being present for his little brother. Im worried he’s a suicide risk and know his mental health is not good and by kicking him out I’ve pushed him further towards dysfunction.
I feel like I’ve enabled, disabled and have a somewhat codependent relationship with him and don’t know how to recover from this.
He’s always been a difficult wayward child, diagnosed with ADHD at 9 and I raised him largely on my own with the help of his sweet devoted grandmother. I have no influence anymore and have begged, pleaded, argued, threatened, kicked him out before because I found he’d used his brothers iPad to log into Snapchat to arrange drug deals, let him back after a week or 2, made him promise to get work and given deadlines which come and go and he doesn’t even try. He has no respect for me and no qualms in resorting to violence- smashing things up and verbal abuse but hasn’t attacked me physically. I’ve had to call the police a number of times. My sons youngest father moved out a few years ago and we now live separately whilst maintaining a relationship because he couldn’t cope with how his behaviour dominated the household and his disrespect led to them coming to blows. Both my partner and my son both resent me, my partner feels I’m responsible for not being tough enough on him and the many arguments where I defended him and my son resents me for allowing a man in my life who made him uncomfortable in his home.
I feel like a failure and that I’ve been a terrible mum, I’ve been very critical of my son over the last few years and felt so anxious everytime I was in his company. I know our lives aren’t compatible and me and his little brother deserve to live normal lives without being held ransom by his dysfunction. He’s not spoken to me since he left, I texted offering support in get him housing and if he wanted to go for dinner to talk but he ignored me and has totally shunned me, leaving my last text unread. I’m like a heartbroken teenager, checking to see if he’s read my text, calling his friends to see how and where he is (currently living out of hotels without money no doubtedly from criminal activities. I can’t sleep, I’m like a zombie and just sit in a daze which increases my guilt as I’m not being present for his little brother. Im worried he’s a suicide risk and know his mental health is not good and by kicking him out I’ve pushed him further towards dysfunction.
I feel like I’ve enabled, disabled and have a somewhat codependent relationship with him and don’t know how to recover from this.