New Leaf
Well-Known Member
In a "nut" shell...........
Went to hubs family reunion this weekend. He has a huge family, and it was hosted at a beach park near where Tornado and my grands are "staying". Camping and cultural activities, family, potluck meals and fun.
So, the tribe came, Tornado, three grands and Volcano. I was not happy to see him, he had caused that obnoxiously disgusting row after hubs scattering of ashes which resulted in his jaw being broken and surgically wired shut. Tornado hung around the house a bit after his parents picked up my grands, and then obviously went back to him, again. No communication since (three weeks). I was glad to see my grands and daughter, yet reserved and edgy since they were both drinking, never a good thing.
Found out after the explosion of crazy at my house, that they lost their temporary housing due to some incident that got them kicked out, only to couch surf at a friends house where another incident got them kicked out from there. UGH. Now, they are living in a tent outside of Volcanos sisters house.
Believe you me, I went right up to Volcano and told him that what he did to my daughter, and the way he conducted himself the night of hubs scattering was disgusting, and that he needed to get help.
What is causing me great distress is the condition that Volcano is in, and the fact that he is around my grands, my daughter. He is looking more psychotic, which leads me to believe he is on something again, or due to all of his substance abuse has gone completely bonkers. Snapped.
Grand #2 was laying on a blanket when Hoku said, "What happened to your face?" (He had a nick in his cheek area) He angrily and softly replied "My dad BIT me." The words circled around his little body then wrapped tight around my heart.
My dear Lord, what on earth is going on with these people? The conversation continued, he and his sister were fighting over something, so his dad tackled him and BIT him on his cheek.
BIT HIM!
Volcano was not there as this new revelation shocked the heck out of all of us, then he appeared and sat down, trying to have a casual conversation.
I, mortified at the degradation of this said "I cannot sit here and have a conversation with you after what I just heard from my grandson. You BIT HIM? I went on about how this is abuse, unacceptable, I said it was a demonic act..........yes demonic, who the heck bites their child as discipline?
He then began to tell me that they had already had a "family meeting" with his sister, parents,etc. and somewhat snidely thanked me for bringing it up again. In between shallow apologies there were statements of "You need to accept me as I am"
WHAT?
Of course I sputtered about the drinking, possible drugging, to which he replied "It happened when I just got up, I wasn't on anything, so you tell me what is wrong with me?"
I mentioned mental illness and for his own, and his kids sake, he needed to get help.
He said he planned to.....uh huh.
My daughter through all of this was not there for the conversation, was cruising around drinking.
Am I in a frigging HORROR movie?
I called CPS. I cannot take in my grands. The "psycho" just continues.
The worker listened to my story, remarked that they have a case, but they "can't find them". I have no idea where they are living, as you may imagine we have little to no contact with Volcanos family. I do not know the sisters address.
I do not have much faith in the system. They have been in it for so long and are able to skirt around it, keep their kids, who are pretty much reduced to cash cows for the EBT funds. I am disgusted with the whole thing. Utterly appalled and disgusted.
I talked with my three grands that day and told them how much I loved them. Reminded the eldest to call me if they needed anything. Had him repeat my number a few times. I told them that they needed to reach out to trusted adults, teachers etc. if this keeps going on. As I said those words, I kept thinking, "Leafy, you are a "trusted" adult, and did it get them anywhere?"
I am sick with this. Just gut wrenching, can't eat downright sick. See the look on my grands face. Flat affect. Misery. WTF?
I told the CPS worker that I realize after so long of trying to help, that the place my daughter and her three need to be in is a DV shelter, not my home. She agreed and said I have enough on my plate.
Hopefully, they will "find" them.
OMG, friends, when will this ever, ever end?
Heartbroken and really pissed off
Leafy
Went to hubs family reunion this weekend. He has a huge family, and it was hosted at a beach park near where Tornado and my grands are "staying". Camping and cultural activities, family, potluck meals and fun.
So, the tribe came, Tornado, three grands and Volcano. I was not happy to see him, he had caused that obnoxiously disgusting row after hubs scattering of ashes which resulted in his jaw being broken and surgically wired shut. Tornado hung around the house a bit after his parents picked up my grands, and then obviously went back to him, again. No communication since (three weeks). I was glad to see my grands and daughter, yet reserved and edgy since they were both drinking, never a good thing.
Found out after the explosion of crazy at my house, that they lost their temporary housing due to some incident that got them kicked out, only to couch surf at a friends house where another incident got them kicked out from there. UGH. Now, they are living in a tent outside of Volcanos sisters house.
Believe you me, I went right up to Volcano and told him that what he did to my daughter, and the way he conducted himself the night of hubs scattering was disgusting, and that he needed to get help.
What is causing me great distress is the condition that Volcano is in, and the fact that he is around my grands, my daughter. He is looking more psychotic, which leads me to believe he is on something again, or due to all of his substance abuse has gone completely bonkers. Snapped.
Grand #2 was laying on a blanket when Hoku said, "What happened to your face?" (He had a nick in his cheek area) He angrily and softly replied "My dad BIT me." The words circled around his little body then wrapped tight around my heart.
My dear Lord, what on earth is going on with these people? The conversation continued, he and his sister were fighting over something, so his dad tackled him and BIT him on his cheek.
BIT HIM!
Volcano was not there as this new revelation shocked the heck out of all of us, then he appeared and sat down, trying to have a casual conversation.
I, mortified at the degradation of this said "I cannot sit here and have a conversation with you after what I just heard from my grandson. You BIT HIM? I went on about how this is abuse, unacceptable, I said it was a demonic act..........yes demonic, who the heck bites their child as discipline?
He then began to tell me that they had already had a "family meeting" with his sister, parents,etc. and somewhat snidely thanked me for bringing it up again. In between shallow apologies there were statements of "You need to accept me as I am"
WHAT?
Of course I sputtered about the drinking, possible drugging, to which he replied "It happened when I just got up, I wasn't on anything, so you tell me what is wrong with me?"
I mentioned mental illness and for his own, and his kids sake, he needed to get help.
He said he planned to.....uh huh.
My daughter through all of this was not there for the conversation, was cruising around drinking.
Am I in a frigging HORROR movie?
I called CPS. I cannot take in my grands. The "psycho" just continues.
The worker listened to my story, remarked that they have a case, but they "can't find them". I have no idea where they are living, as you may imagine we have little to no contact with Volcanos family. I do not know the sisters address.
I do not have much faith in the system. They have been in it for so long and are able to skirt around it, keep their kids, who are pretty much reduced to cash cows for the EBT funds. I am disgusted with the whole thing. Utterly appalled and disgusted.
I talked with my three grands that day and told them how much I loved them. Reminded the eldest to call me if they needed anything. Had him repeat my number a few times. I told them that they needed to reach out to trusted adults, teachers etc. if this keeps going on. As I said those words, I kept thinking, "Leafy, you are a "trusted" adult, and did it get them anywhere?"
I am sick with this. Just gut wrenching, can't eat downright sick. See the look on my grands face. Flat affect. Misery. WTF?
I told the CPS worker that I realize after so long of trying to help, that the place my daughter and her three need to be in is a DV shelter, not my home. She agreed and said I have enough on my plate.
Hopefully, they will "find" them.
OMG, friends, when will this ever, ever end?
Heartbroken and really pissed off
Leafy