J has called us a couple times lately to berate us and blame us for not being willing to co-sign on a car loan for him. His mind seems to be on a "track," where he goes on and on about how the times we moved from one place to another (my husband is a pastor) and how selfish we are, how cowardly we are, etc. etc.
He works temp jobs because he can't hold a permanent job. Now he just lost a temp job the other day because he got into a fight with someone and he can't work there anymore. I have pleaded with him over and over lately to either get help in Denver at their mental health center or come here and let us find some help for him. He just goes back to the same rants, over and over, blaming us for his life problems. I asked him by text message this morning what he will do for work if no one will hire him. "I'll commit crimes," was his response. When I told him that bad things happen in jail and prison, he just said that he "doesn't care about jail but he's trying to avoid prison".
I am so frightened that he will either get hurt or he will hurt someone himself in a fight. I told my husband last night that everyday I'm just "waiting for the boom to fall." That's what everyday feels like. I have some intermittent days when I get busy and distracted and can be emotionally detached, but then there are days like today when I feel like I just can't deal with it anymore. The pain just keeps going on and on and I don't see any end to it. We could change our numbers and turn off his cell service, but I just can't bring myself to do that--it's too final. Sometimes I wish he would just go away, or even that he was dead, which is a terrible thing to think because once someone is dead, there's no hope. As long as they are alive, there is hope that they will change.
I just needed to tell someone how I'm feeling right now. Thanks for listening.
He works temp jobs because he can't hold a permanent job. Now he just lost a temp job the other day because he got into a fight with someone and he can't work there anymore. I have pleaded with him over and over lately to either get help in Denver at their mental health center or come here and let us find some help for him. He just goes back to the same rants, over and over, blaming us for his life problems. I asked him by text message this morning what he will do for work if no one will hire him. "I'll commit crimes," was his response. When I told him that bad things happen in jail and prison, he just said that he "doesn't care about jail but he's trying to avoid prison".
I am so frightened that he will either get hurt or he will hurt someone himself in a fight. I told my husband last night that everyday I'm just "waiting for the boom to fall." That's what everyday feels like. I have some intermittent days when I get busy and distracted and can be emotionally detached, but then there are days like today when I feel like I just can't deal with it anymore. The pain just keeps going on and on and I don't see any end to it. We could change our numbers and turn off his cell service, but I just can't bring myself to do that--it's too final. Sometimes I wish he would just go away, or even that he was dead, which is a terrible thing to think because once someone is dead, there's no hope. As long as they are alive, there is hope that they will change.
I just needed to tell someone how I'm feeling right now. Thanks for listening.