midatlanticdenial
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Good Morning to All,
Yesterday my son called me from the Detox Center. "Hi Mom, so they're letting me go tomorrow and I need a ride." I told him there is still the issue of the charges pending against him. To which he gets an attitude and says that he thought if he went to detox I would drop the charges. I told him I can't do that. It's time he own up to what he did and accept responsibility. "Oh, so you just want me to go jail." No, I want you to get the help you need for your addiction. "Well there aren't any beds available, so I guess I'll just go to jail."
It just kind of went on from there. He told me, he figured I must have been in paradise all week since he's been gone. Nice huh? I know he's trying to manipulate me and make me feel guilty. The attitude just continued. There was no remorse, no apologies, no acceptance of the "real situation". I was hoping that detox would be the first step of realizing he is in a bad place. The more I think about the conversation, the more angrier I get. It has been paradise without him there. The drama, the anxiety of not knowing what is going to happen next. I didn't have to sleep with my wallet and keys inside my pillow. There was a sense of freedom. It hurts, but he's 23 years old and he still doesn't get it. No more slap on the wrist and let's move on and pretend nothing happened. I've done that one too many times. I'm worn out. So I will alert the police as to his whereabouts and let them go get him. I will advocate for rehab, because I know deep down inside, there is a good person with a bright future. He needs to know that what he has done is not acceptable and he finally has to face the truth. Hopefully, this next part of the journey will be the "wake up" call he needs.
Finding more strength every day. SANITY!
Yesterday my son called me from the Detox Center. "Hi Mom, so they're letting me go tomorrow and I need a ride." I told him there is still the issue of the charges pending against him. To which he gets an attitude and says that he thought if he went to detox I would drop the charges. I told him I can't do that. It's time he own up to what he did and accept responsibility. "Oh, so you just want me to go jail." No, I want you to get the help you need for your addiction. "Well there aren't any beds available, so I guess I'll just go to jail."
It just kind of went on from there. He told me, he figured I must have been in paradise all week since he's been gone. Nice huh? I know he's trying to manipulate me and make me feel guilty. The attitude just continued. There was no remorse, no apologies, no acceptance of the "real situation". I was hoping that detox would be the first step of realizing he is in a bad place. The more I think about the conversation, the more angrier I get. It has been paradise without him there. The drama, the anxiety of not knowing what is going to happen next. I didn't have to sleep with my wallet and keys inside my pillow. There was a sense of freedom. It hurts, but he's 23 years old and he still doesn't get it. No more slap on the wrist and let's move on and pretend nothing happened. I've done that one too many times. I'm worn out. So I will alert the police as to his whereabouts and let them go get him. I will advocate for rehab, because I know deep down inside, there is a good person with a bright future. He needs to know that what he has done is not acceptable and he finally has to face the truth. Hopefully, this next part of the journey will be the "wake up" call he needs.
Finding more strength every day. SANITY!