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<blockquote data-quote="Childofmine" data-source="post: 629330" data-attributes="member: 17542"><p>Jeanne, I am so sorry for what she has done to your life. I pray that somehow, someway, a resolution comes soon, and somehow, someway, you can create a strong boundary---a wall---between you and all of this, so you can move on. </p><p></p><p>Put it all in a box and tape up the box, and throw the box over a big cliff, or bury it in the ground or throw it off a bridge. Put the past in its place, and start to rebuild from it, with your amazing aptitudes, attitudes and great character and values and qualities. You have so much going for you, even with all of this, Jeanne. That is clear from what you write. </p><p></p><p>Reading the stories on this site, story after story, person after person, the pain, the endlessness of it all, with our very own children, nobody else would believe it. </p><p></p><p>Our own children.</p><p></p><p>But Jeanne, there is hope. There is sun after the rain. There is peace after the angst. </p><p></p><p>There is a new day after the everlasting nightly Parade of the Terribles like you describe above.</p><p></p><p>But we have to create it. We have to work for it. We have to do new things, every single day, over and over and over again, to create those new neural pathways RE talks about, to replace the deep ruts of the old ones.</p><p></p><p>We did our jobs. We had children, we raised them with love, support, affection, rules, boundaries, so much encouragement and opportunity. We did our jobs. </p><p></p><p>Now they are adults. Our jobs are over. Our jobs are over. And---for some of us, our relationships with those now-adult children are no more, or they are just a trickle of what they could have been. Okay, that is sad, but you know what, I'm tired of being sad about it. </p><p></p><p>It is what it is. Life on life's terms. For whatever unknown reason, this is to be our story. What has happened, what is true now and what will be to come---this is our story, and no matter what happens tomorrow, it is our story right now. </p><p></p><p>So that is reality. And whatever reality is, I want to accept it. I want to Quit. Struggling. Against. </p><p></p><p>My son can choose differently. Your daughter can choose differently. It is completely up to them and no one else. There is always a chance to change.</p><p></p><p>Having said that, I don't want to expect change. I want to just expect more of the same, and if something changes, then bingo, what a great surprise! </p><p></p><p>Jeanne, I hope you can take a wonderful bubble bath tonight, get some flowers for your kitchen table tomorrow, smile at your husband, and remember that there is still a great life out there to be had. You are an inspiration to me! Thank you for your openness and your honesty. Warm hugs for you from me.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Childofmine, post: 629330, member: 17542"] Jeanne, I am so sorry for what she has done to your life. I pray that somehow, someway, a resolution comes soon, and somehow, someway, you can create a strong boundary---a wall---between you and all of this, so you can move on. Put it all in a box and tape up the box, and throw the box over a big cliff, or bury it in the ground or throw it off a bridge. Put the past in its place, and start to rebuild from it, with your amazing aptitudes, attitudes and great character and values and qualities. You have so much going for you, even with all of this, Jeanne. That is clear from what you write. Reading the stories on this site, story after story, person after person, the pain, the endlessness of it all, with our very own children, nobody else would believe it. Our own children. But Jeanne, there is hope. There is sun after the rain. There is peace after the angst. There is a new day after the everlasting nightly Parade of the Terribles like you describe above. But we have to create it. We have to work for it. We have to do new things, every single day, over and over and over again, to create those new neural pathways RE talks about, to replace the deep ruts of the old ones. We did our jobs. We had children, we raised them with love, support, affection, rules, boundaries, so much encouragement and opportunity. We did our jobs. Now they are adults. Our jobs are over. Our jobs are over. And---for some of us, our relationships with those now-adult children are no more, or they are just a trickle of what they could have been. Okay, that is sad, but you know what, I'm tired of being sad about it. It is what it is. Life on life's terms. For whatever unknown reason, this is to be our story. What has happened, what is true now and what will be to come---this is our story, and no matter what happens tomorrow, it is our story right now. So that is reality. And whatever reality is, I want to accept it. I want to Quit. Struggling. Against. My son can choose differently. Your daughter can choose differently. It is completely up to them and no one else. There is always a chance to change. Having said that, I don't want to expect change. I want to just expect more of the same, and if something changes, then bingo, what a great surprise! Jeanne, I hope you can take a wonderful bubble bath tonight, get some flowers for your kitchen table tomorrow, smile at your husband, and remember that there is still a great life out there to be had. You are an inspiration to me! Thank you for your openness and your honesty. Warm hugs for you from me. [/QUOTE]
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