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<blockquote data-quote="Chasejazz" data-source="post: 751966" data-attributes="member: 24130"><p>Your name says it all.</p><p>I'm sorry that circumstances have brought you here, but this is a good place to be. There's a lot of hope here!</p><p>As for me, my son has a muscle disease, and has lived independently off and on since he was 20. He has college degrees and had a small business that he ran.</p><p>It all sounded good on paper, he has never really been able to be independent... from me. He's 40 now, and moved back in with me last summer due to a breakup w his live-in girlfriend. He lost/she kept <strong>everything</strong> he owned, including his framed diplomas, because he never went back to get any of it even though she said he could have his stuff. I didn't know her well, but if my son had a shred of sanity or a shred of light left inside of himself, it was gone after that relationship. </p><p>He wouldn't talk to me about it and the mention of her name was enough to start a fight with me, so I just dropped it. I may never know what happened. </p><p>I tried (this time) for a year to get him to get some help... for anger, for depression. But No. He said repeatedly that there was "nothing wrong" with him. </p><p>To make a short story longer, the backlash of "nothing wrong" landed on my lap over and over again. It got really, realllly bad to the point where I had to ask him to leave. He screamed that he had no where to go, but by that time he could not stay with me one day longer.</p><p>So he left, and that was 4 months ago. He uses leg braces to walk, he has no friends left, his business is defunct and I am left with the knowledge that I put my own son on the streets.</p><p>Trust me. That's not a good feeling. </p><p>If you <em>ask me... yes, my son has some emotional problems... but I am not a psychiatrist and he has never gone to one.</em></p><p>I think that a person who has a physical disability, and most probably, some psychiatric issues should not be left to fend for themselves on the streets. I have no idea where he is, how he is or what his plan is.</p><p>I do know, that off and on for the last 10 years, our relationship got worse and worse and I can not tell you why because I truly don't know. I think he drank, I know he used pot, and there were other things... things he used to say I'd never ever know about. That he would "take to his grave".</p><p>Maybe that's true.</p><p>Like everything in life, things can become complicated. Beyond control. </p><p>I got to the point where I was afraid to say ANYTHING in my own house, just to keep the peace. </p><p>Who lives like that? Who can?</p><p>We all have to find our own way, our own solutions to our own problems. But, in the end I found that letting go was the best thing to. The hardest, but still, the best.</p><p>I hope that you make the wisest and kindest decisions that you can live with. It's not always easy.</p><p>Take care and keep in touch.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Chasejazz, post: 751966, member: 24130"] Your name says it all. I'm sorry that circumstances have brought you here, but this is a good place to be. There's a lot of hope here! As for me, my son has a muscle disease, and has lived independently off and on since he was 20. He has college degrees and had a small business that he ran. It all sounded good on paper, he has never really been able to be independent... from me. He's 40 now, and moved back in with me last summer due to a breakup w his live-in girlfriend. He lost/she kept [B]everything[/B] he owned, including his framed diplomas, because he never went back to get any of it even though she said he could have his stuff. I didn't know her well, but if my son had a shred of sanity or a shred of light left inside of himself, it was gone after that relationship. He wouldn't talk to me about it and the mention of her name was enough to start a fight with me, so I just dropped it. I may never know what happened. I tried (this time) for a year to get him to get some help... for anger, for depression. But No. He said repeatedly that there was "nothing wrong" with him. To make a short story longer, the backlash of "nothing wrong" landed on my lap over and over again. It got really, realllly bad to the point where I had to ask him to leave. He screamed that he had no where to go, but by that time he could not stay with me one day longer. So he left, and that was 4 months ago. He uses leg braces to walk, he has no friends left, his business is defunct and I am left with the knowledge that I put my own son on the streets. Trust me. That's not a good feeling. If you [I]ask me... yes, my son has some emotional problems... but I am not a psychiatrist and he has never gone to one.[/I] I think that a person who has a physical disability, and most probably, some psychiatric issues should not be left to fend for themselves on the streets. I have no idea where he is, how he is or what his plan is. I do know, that off and on for the last 10 years, our relationship got worse and worse and I can not tell you why because I truly don't know. I think he drank, I know he used pot, and there were other things... things he used to say I'd never ever know about. That he would "take to his grave". Maybe that's true. Like everything in life, things can become complicated. Beyond control. I got to the point where I was afraid to say ANYTHING in my own house, just to keep the peace. Who lives like that? Who can? We all have to find our own way, our own solutions to our own problems. But, in the end I found that letting go was the best thing to. The hardest, but still, the best. I hope that you make the wisest and kindest decisions that you can live with. It's not always easy. Take care and keep in touch. [/QUOTE]
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