LBL, you are strong.
I have seen the psychosis of what they call here “tweaking”. Violent mood swings.
Off the wall stuff that normal people just don’t do.
In my own home.
With my grandkids here.
Volcano and Tornado would swear up and down that they “just smoked pot.”
Huh.
That’s what I wanted to believe.
But, as 50 shades of crazy got crazier and crazier, I had to face it, this was not “just pot”.
Hubs and I put up with waaaaaaay too much, because of our grands.......if their mom went, they went.
We couldn’t see the forest for the trees, that we were just prolonging our grands misery.
Oh yes, we called CPS, etc. but the agency was slow to respond, or more concerned with “keeping the family together.”
Then there is Rain..........
Our story is a long and heartbreaking arduous road.
Okay, it is a WAR.
We made it
our war, thinking we were doing right by our grands.
But, we weren’t.
We were just prolonging the agony.
For everyone.
It is horrible to see the effects of drugs on our loved ones.
What happened to my child? My children.
My two adult daughters?
While writing this I thought of some old posts
from a member who posted a year or so ago,
for the life of me it took me ages to find him this morning)
His posts were very helpful to me, because they came from the “other side”. He was sharing his experience as a drug addict. Then I found him! Remember Darkwing gang?
Drug addiction is a
. For EVERYBODY in the vicinity of an addict, not JUST the addict. It turns otherwise kind, and caring people into the very worst versions of ourselves. Makes us liars, abusers, manipulators, thieves... All the things nobody should be content with being. And things others should not just accept, or forget. Express all of those feelings. Make it impossible to just ignore. Don't just pretend nothing ever happened, and that everything is just dandy, when it isn't. Don't trust them, not right away. Make them earn it. Deserve it. And try to understand that it doesn't reflect on your parenting. It is a problem that knows no bounds. Crosses every line.
Reading Darkwings posts helped me to see what is going on in an addicts mind. I think everyone here benefited from his view point.
It may help you to figure out your next steps.
LBL, your son is so young.
I am so sorry for the pain of this for you and your husband.
I have no experience with my two and jail. They have managed to avoid it. Although Volcano hasn’t. He was recently there on DV charges for abusing my daughter. He actually had the nerve to call me ( I had no idea of what went on before hand to land him in jail) and ranted for the minute he had, wanted to come to my home.
WHAT? Really?
No way Jose.
My grands are with his parents and
they eventually bailed him out.
My poor grands.
The chaos.
Well, he called a while back and was in a manic phase, going on about how he was going to get clean on his own, blah, blah, blah.
Last I heard, he is at it still, going down the tubes.
He is going to be 30.
30.
With three kids.
He and Tornado have been cycling for years.
Back and forth between our homes, using their kids as bait, living on the edge and pulling everyone into the storm of it.
I’m sorry, I am rambling.
I guess what I am trying to say is that what you have on your side is the wisdom of this site.
The fact that your son is so young.
I wish I had known back then, when the first signs were so bloody blatant, what I should have done. It was so complicated with babies involved.
It didn’t seem blatant then, FOG, bloody FOG.
CD is like blaring headlights on a foggy road.
You have your headlights on to find your way through this much earlier than hubs and I did.
That gives your son a better chance to have to look at himself.
It gives you the chance to bolster yourself, and your relationship with your husband.
That’s one of my biggest regrets.
How much time we both spent trying to fix something we couldn’t. The time we lost together because our focus was on two adult daughters going off the rails. We were jumping in front of speeding trains only to be run over again and again.
In this time, hubs became sick, nearly losing his life twice. This did not stop my daughters from continuing the crazy.
Or using their father.
I had already decided that I was done.
We were not on the same page, hubs and I.
Addiction is insidious, cunning and ugly.
Crafty, deceitful and manipulative.
They triangulated.
I was, and still am the “bad” guy.
Hubs retreated more and more inside of himself and contracted sepsis, again, his third and final bout that took him.
Even that did not stop the madness.
No ephipany or pivot point came.
In fact, on the day of scattering his ashes, Tornado and Volcano had one of their episodes.
It was horrible.
I am writing all of this to you and anyone else out there who is reading along, because it is such a loss to
lose yourself, your relationship with your husband through the rigor of this journey.
I can’t turn back the hands of time, but I can put our experience out there to try and help others understand that when you are in the “heat” of it, the days, months and years start slipping by
, and you can’t get them back.
Though this path that your son is on is so difficult to witness, try with all of your might to find your peace in the midst of the storm.
Find ways to take your mind off of what is happening with him, and separate yourselves from it.
It is extremely stressful, I know. I remember going through the motions of my life with the drama just swirling around me.
Stress is a killer.
The emotional stress we deal with our d cs is off the charts.
Find ways to de stress, relax and enjoy your life.
It sounds impossible, with all that your son is facing, with what he has subjected himself to.
And you, and your husband.
Things will happen as they do.
Your son is going to learn and change, or he is not.
In the meantime, do things for yourself. Find ways to breathe.
Take care of yourself and your husband.
Things will happen as they do.
The clock is still ticking and each moment we have on this earth is precious.
No matter what is happening in our lives, emotional havoc, despair, acceptance, peace and joy, our d cs will do what they want to.
I decided that I have been in the swirly whirly long enough.
So, I choose peace and joy.
My despair and pining over my two, did absolutely not one thing to change their course. What it did was cause me immense stress and rob me of time.
Finding ways to step back and let the consequences fall where they may, picking up the fragments of your heart and gluing them back together is so important.
Don’t forget to sleep. It is so important for your health. I know it is hard right now with your mind racing in a million places.
Find time to rest.
Take care of yourself LBL.
You matter.
(((Hugs)))
Leafy