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<blockquote data-quote="Mikey" data-source="post: 48170" data-attributes="member: 3579"><p>Hunh. Well, I got a call late this afternoon from wife. She went in and talked with difficult child a bit. She said "isn't this getting a little old? Don't you think this is a good sign you need to change some things in your life?"</p><p></p><p>He grunts back "No SH__".</p><p></p><p>Prim, proper little girlfriend who was there tending her widdle boy got irate and sad "be nice! don't talk to her that way".</p><p></p><p>To which he replied "No, I'm totally agreeing with her".</p><p></p><p>Well, that's a shocker, but then again when you have a hangover it's easy to say you'll never have another drink.</p><p> :ill:</p><p></p><p>I know from personal experience how short-lived such epiphanies can be; they last until you get one or two good nights of sleep; and when the pain is gone, so is your resolve to change. And it's back to the bottle again (or the baggie, if you will).</p><p> :smile:</p><p></p><p>But, not to be a wet blanket on the fire, I came home and tried to talk to difficult child, hoping to catch him in a moment where he may be receptive. Can you guess how it went? Well, all I got back was the typical neanderthal grunts and chest-thumping I've become accustomed to. So in an attempt to use language he could understand, I grunted back, threw handfuls of sticks and leaves in the air, thumped my chest, then mooned him on the way out just to let him know how I felt.</p><p></p><p>Well, not really, but you get the point. He's back to his old self, so I guess he's already feeling better. Or maybe it's just me that he hates, and his Mom can try talking to him.</p><p></p><p>I dunno. I'll let her try tomorrow while I'm at work and see what happens.</p><p></p><p>But regardless, I will start laying the groundwork for how his life is going to change in December. I'll give wife a little time to see if he's willing to work with her on anything positive. If not, I have time to refine his options for him.</p><p></p><p>It just makes me a bit sad that as I write this, I'm surrounded by pictures of him as a younger child; smiling, happy, inquisitive, and completely unafraid. I know that child is physically gone, but his shade still lives in my head. I have to get past that and deal with reality, and this is a dose of reality I intend to serve up nice and hot to my beloved neuvo-son.</p><p></p><p>I'll keep you all up to date.</p><p></p><p>Mikey</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Mikey, post: 48170, member: 3579"] Hunh. Well, I got a call late this afternoon from wife. She went in and talked with difficult child a bit. She said "isn't this getting a little old? Don't you think this is a good sign you need to change some things in your life?" He grunts back "No SH__". Prim, proper little girlfriend who was there tending her widdle boy got irate and sad "be nice! don't talk to her that way". To which he replied "No, I'm totally agreeing with her". Well, that's a shocker, but then again when you have a hangover it's easy to say you'll never have another drink. [img]:ill:[/img] I know from personal experience how short-lived such epiphanies can be; they last until you get one or two good nights of sleep; and when the pain is gone, so is your resolve to change. And it's back to the bottle again (or the baggie, if you will). [img]:smile:[/img] But, not to be a wet blanket on the fire, I came home and tried to talk to difficult child, hoping to catch him in a moment where he may be receptive. Can you guess how it went? Well, all I got back was the typical neanderthal grunts and chest-thumping I've become accustomed to. So in an attempt to use language he could understand, I grunted back, threw handfuls of sticks and leaves in the air, thumped my chest, then mooned him on the way out just to let him know how I felt. Well, not really, but you get the point. He's back to his old self, so I guess he's already feeling better. Or maybe it's just me that he hates, and his Mom can try talking to him. I dunno. I'll let her try tomorrow while I'm at work and see what happens. But regardless, I will start laying the groundwork for how his life is going to change in December. I'll give wife a little time to see if he's willing to work with her on anything positive. If not, I have time to refine his options for him. It just makes me a bit sad that as I write this, I'm surrounded by pictures of him as a younger child; smiling, happy, inquisitive, and completely unafraid. I know that child is physically gone, but his shade still lives in my head. I have to get past that and deal with reality, and this is a dose of reality I intend to serve up nice and hot to my beloved neuvo-son. I'll keep you all up to date. Mikey [/QUOTE]
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