Hi LettingGo and welcome to our little corner of the web. I am sorry for your heartache and understand how difficult it is to have a daughter on the streets. I have two out there. The eldest stopped asking to come home, the middle asks when she is about to be released from jail. I had a particularly hard time this Christmas season as she was calling daily and talking about unconditional love and how she would end up on the streets again if she couldn’t come home. No was hard to say. But I did say it. Then after a time she quit asking. She found a sober home that would take her until she could get into rehab. That lasted half a day. By experience I know the same would have happened if she were here.
Having her live with us is a toxic situation. I told her that I love her so much and this is her choice to be homeless. I offered to drive her to the local Rescue Mission where they can provide her with a roof over her head and food if she would like. She texted me back saying, “Nope. That is fine.”
“Nope. That is fine.” I hear the same thing and it translates like this for me. “Nope, I don’t want to go to a shelter, there are rules, I won’t follow rules.” I then remind myself of the many times we put our two up in our home and it was okay for a bit, then things went missing, they would be out til all hours, sleeping during the day while we worked, came home to street friends lounging about, the list goes on. Toxic situation is an appropriate term. It is an awful thing to have the chaos and drama up close and personal, not to mention the attitude of entitlement and complete lack of appreciation for the sacrifices we made to accommodate their needs. As I write this, there is a huge flashing neon sign in my brain——-NO-NO-NO!
This is so heartbreaking knowing that yes, I do have an extra bed in my house, but no, I can’t support her in that way because it is not healthy for my marriage. Up until last week, she had not communicated with me for three months because she had cut me out of her life.
This is familiar to me, the no contact, cutting off, then contact. Played like a yo-yo. What I’m finding out is that Tornado will burn all of her bridges out there too. They have both basically replaced family with drugs and like minded addicts. Who wants to be around a bunch of old boring straight people? Unless of course they will put you up and allow you to walk all over them.
One of my favorite sayings is “Love says no”
“No, you may not have candy right before dinner, no you are not sleeping over a boys house, I don’t care if you are just friends, No you cannot speak that way to me, No, I will not allow you to use and abuse me or destroy the peace in my home.”
I think deep down they know why. They know, but they will ask, just because.
When I have a hard time saying no and that little mommy voice in my head starts to chide me, or come up with rescue solutions, I borrow strength from mentors like Maya Angelou “What you allow will continue.” Or my Dad who would have put up with none of it, NONE.
Im glad you stuck to your guns, LettingGo. You have given your daughter a valuable lesson. Consequences.
It’s not that you don’t love her, her using and abusing that love is
unacceptable and she needs to understand that.
In the meantime, keep working at building yourself up. The stress of dealing with wayward adult children can be heart wrenching and exhausting. I can slide down the rabbit hole without realizing it. It takes too much effort to pull myself out of that hole, so I work hard at steering clear of the edge. Every so often, I am drawn closer. It is a battle really, we are soldiers who need to prepare for whatever comes down the path. It is a hard, sad thing that our daughters choose their lifestyles, homeless and whatever comes along with that.
It is a choice.
That they would put it on us is horrid.
We suffer enough.
I’ll leave you with this. My dear hubs passed three years ago. My two were struggling with with him, I was the bad guy. Throughout struggling with illness and hospitalizations they continued as is. On his deathbed, Tornado whispered in his ear that she would get her sister off the streets, she ended up
joining her. Our grown adult children will choose as they please. They have to decide what path to walk. I for one, don’t plan to be the rug they walk all over figuring things out. Not acceptable. You did the right thing saying no. It’s setting boundaries. Good job LettingGo, good job.
(((Hugs)))
Leafy