Hi all,
Sorry to have been silent for several months. I have been lurking; haven't had the emotional wherewithal to respond, though there's a lot of pain out there I am feeling!
Peter Pan came home--well, back to our town--while I was out of the country a month ago. Had left school, blown through a 5-day admission at a local psychiatric ward, and told them that he either wanted a) to return to residential treatment in Texas, or b) come home and hang out with his friends. Well, you can guess which option got support from insurance, plus there was no bed immediately available. So he drifted back with recommendation for outpatient treatment, and I told him that if he would take treatment seriously and also look for a job (he now owes around $100,000 and needs STRUCTURE), he could live at home. He refused. Spent almost 2 weeks at the local motel, paying for it God knows how, and then just as he was hitting bottom, he managed to sell his car and announced he was leaving for the World Series of Poker in Las Vegas. He's been out there for 10 days and seems to have blown through his friends. Called late last night, despondent. Feeling abandoned, alone, hopeless. Can't understand what he's done wrong but doesn't want to listen to any other versions of the situation. I reiterated, as always, my willingness to pay for treatment. Reminded him that needing help, under the circumstances, was normal. And so on. He is bitter, angry at the world, certain that nothing and no one can help him. Talking again of suicide. The solutions are so crystal-clear: stop playing poker, accept and work with your own psychological makeup, start doing the hard work. None of which matters if he's in a mind-set where he refuses to see solutions.
My current dilemma is that I am supposed to be out the country for business & pleasure (2 weddings to attend) for 26 days starting June 30. Right now I am the only person Peter Pan reaches out to. I know I can do nothing, but I fear the "pleasure" part of the trip will be nil if I am nail-biting the entire time. One friend said "turn off your phone," but that's something I cannot do. I can kick my kid out of my house and keep him out, but I cannot turn off my phone. Thoughts?
Sorry to have been silent for several months. I have been lurking; haven't had the emotional wherewithal to respond, though there's a lot of pain out there I am feeling!
Peter Pan came home--well, back to our town--while I was out of the country a month ago. Had left school, blown through a 5-day admission at a local psychiatric ward, and told them that he either wanted a) to return to residential treatment in Texas, or b) come home and hang out with his friends. Well, you can guess which option got support from insurance, plus there was no bed immediately available. So he drifted back with recommendation for outpatient treatment, and I told him that if he would take treatment seriously and also look for a job (he now owes around $100,000 and needs STRUCTURE), he could live at home. He refused. Spent almost 2 weeks at the local motel, paying for it God knows how, and then just as he was hitting bottom, he managed to sell his car and announced he was leaving for the World Series of Poker in Las Vegas. He's been out there for 10 days and seems to have blown through his friends. Called late last night, despondent. Feeling abandoned, alone, hopeless. Can't understand what he's done wrong but doesn't want to listen to any other versions of the situation. I reiterated, as always, my willingness to pay for treatment. Reminded him that needing help, under the circumstances, was normal. And so on. He is bitter, angry at the world, certain that nothing and no one can help him. Talking again of suicide. The solutions are so crystal-clear: stop playing poker, accept and work with your own psychological makeup, start doing the hard work. None of which matters if he's in a mind-set where he refuses to see solutions.
My current dilemma is that I am supposed to be out the country for business & pleasure (2 weddings to attend) for 26 days starting June 30. Right now I am the only person Peter Pan reaches out to. I know I can do nothing, but I fear the "pleasure" part of the trip will be nil if I am nail-biting the entire time. One friend said "turn off your phone," but that's something I cannot do. I can kick my kid out of my house and keep him out, but I cannot turn off my phone. Thoughts?