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22 year old son with bipolar still living at home makes us miserable, what to do?
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<blockquote data-quote="BusynMember" data-source="post: 603439" data-attributes="member: 1550"><p>There is often a final action from difficult child that makes us see we have no choice. We let Daughter stay home while she swore that she was clean, although there were things that pointed to this not being true. We wanted it to be true. She seemed to be better for a while. Lots of times our difficult children seem to cycle...they do better, they fall again. We pick them up, they get better, etc. Until we realize they really aren't doing better or trying. It's just an act.</p><p></p><p>For us, we wanted Daughter to know we believed in her so we let her stay home alone for two nights, supposedly to watch the dogs. The thing is, we came home a day early without telling her. It wasn't to trip her up. We tried to call her, but nobody answered the phone so we just headed home. The younger kids were tired of the water park and wanted to go home so we did. </p><p></p><p>We were greeted by a drug party in full swing. And that was when I admitted to myself, the gut-wrenching truth that I couldn't live this way and she wasn't doing anything to try to get better. In fact, she was lying to me and had trashed our house. It reminded me of one of those drug houses you see in the movies, and my two very young children were there, staring with round eyes. The boyfriend she swore she'd broken up with was there too with his weird contraption that he was sucking on. </p><p></p><p>That was when I knew, she couldn't live with us anymore. It wasn't helping her. She was bringing criminals into our house (dangerous ones, I might add) and the my two little ones had seen the cops at our door one time too many plus seen her drug-infested explosions, and once saw her lead out in handcuffs. Enough. </p><p></p><p>I cried for three straight weeks after she left and she wouldn't talk to me for a long time. It was not easy. We had been very close until she started the drugs.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BusynMember, post: 603439, member: 1550"] There is often a final action from difficult child that makes us see we have no choice. We let Daughter stay home while she swore that she was clean, although there were things that pointed to this not being true. We wanted it to be true. She seemed to be better for a while. Lots of times our difficult children seem to cycle...they do better, they fall again. We pick them up, they get better, etc. Until we realize they really aren't doing better or trying. It's just an act. For us, we wanted Daughter to know we believed in her so we let her stay home alone for two nights, supposedly to watch the dogs. The thing is, we came home a day early without telling her. It wasn't to trip her up. We tried to call her, but nobody answered the phone so we just headed home. The younger kids were tired of the water park and wanted to go home so we did. We were greeted by a drug party in full swing. And that was when I admitted to myself, the gut-wrenching truth that I couldn't live this way and she wasn't doing anything to try to get better. In fact, she was lying to me and had trashed our house. It reminded me of one of those drug houses you see in the movies, and my two very young children were there, staring with round eyes. The boyfriend she swore she'd broken up with was there too with his weird contraption that he was sucking on. That was when I knew, she couldn't live with us anymore. It wasn't helping her. She was bringing criminals into our house (dangerous ones, I might add) and the my two little ones had seen the cops at our door one time too many plus seen her drug-infested explosions, and once saw her lead out in handcuffs. Enough. I cried for three straight weeks after she left and she wouldn't talk to me for a long time. It was not easy. We had been very close until she started the drugs. [/QUOTE]
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