My husband went down to see him when he got home. I can't seem to talk to him as he says I stress him out.
He came up and said he has been studying but is tired from stopping drugs, somehow he doesn't consider pot a drug, and cutting out drinking.
He thinks I am never satisfied with him. That he isn't dealing or doing hard drugs and I'm still mad. Maybe I am. Why wouldn't I be?
I don't know. I'm leaving it up his farher for now. He gave him two hours to start cleaning up the basement. He is doing it.
I think I need to step back for a while. I feel like I'm losing my own sanity.
I may need to boycott Facebook too. Another of his high school friends moms just posted he is accepted to Medical school, and another has an engineering coop.
Why do I let that stuff chip away at me? I guess because I know how smart my son is, and that he was on that road at one time.
I have to mourn my dreams and accept he will have his own, and they may not look anything like mine.
Thank you for the kind words Leafy and SWOT .... I appreciate you both taking time to respond to my pathetic rant......
