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<blockquote data-quote="Lil" data-source="post: 649117" data-attributes="member: 17309"><p>Today's call ended up with me letting some of those evil thoughts out. Yes...another call today. First, he just texted, asking if he could borrow our vacuum. Okay...but after a bit, he said not to bother. I texted, "Oh??? Decide to stay dirty??? <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />" He called...all bent out of shape. <em>J-2 came over and since he told J-2 that we said he couldn't live there, J-2 is all paranoid about us being anywhere around him, and J-2 was supposed to go buy smokes, but didn't and he was planning on asking us to buy smokes and he'd pay us back when we brought the vacuum, but now we weren't bringing the vacuum... </em>and on and on an on and I finally told him I wasn't talking to him anymore in that mood and hung up. </p><p></p><p>He calls back a little later. More complaining. Everything from how he spent months making friends with the people at the homeless shelter and they just ate his food and stole from him and how he has cockroaches all over him and his back hurts and everyone looks down on him and his life sucks soooo much and said something about his last therapist and how she looked down on him and thought everything he did was the wrong thing...</p><p></p><p>So I said, "Maybe everything you were doing was wrong. Maybe it was." </p><p></p><p>I don't remember it all, but I did tell him his current situation was his own doing and that he could get out of it all. That he had roaches...and parents who brought him roach bait and that after everything he still had people who cared, which was more than a lot of people. That he was intelligent and capable and he could get his life together, but he had to try. </p><p></p><p>There was a bit more discussion and I said my usual encouraging things and he said something about it being the usual "everything's going to be hunkie-dorie <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/2012/censored2.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":censored2:" title="censored2 :censored2:" data-shortname=":censored2:" />". </p><p></p><p>So....I told him, "I'm done talking to you. You never listen to me and when you do, you don't believe me." So there was no reason for us to continue the conversation and I was going to go. I loved him, I'd talk to him later, and I hung up the phone. </p><p></p><p>Talking to him makes me tired.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lil, post: 649117, member: 17309"] Today's call ended up with me letting some of those evil thoughts out. Yes...another call today. First, he just texted, asking if he could borrow our vacuum. Okay...but after a bit, he said not to bother. I texted, "Oh??? Decide to stay dirty??? :)" He called...all bent out of shape. [I]J-2 came over and since he told J-2 that we said he couldn't live there, J-2 is all paranoid about us being anywhere around him, and J-2 was supposed to go buy smokes, but didn't and he was planning on asking us to buy smokes and he'd pay us back when we brought the vacuum, but now we weren't bringing the vacuum... [/I]and on and on an on and I finally told him I wasn't talking to him anymore in that mood and hung up. He calls back a little later. More complaining. Everything from how he spent months making friends with the people at the homeless shelter and they just ate his food and stole from him and how he has cockroaches all over him and his back hurts and everyone looks down on him and his life sucks soooo much and said something about his last therapist and how she looked down on him and thought everything he did was the wrong thing... So I said, "Maybe everything you were doing was wrong. Maybe it was." I don't remember it all, but I did tell him his current situation was his own doing and that he could get out of it all. That he had roaches...and parents who brought him roach bait and that after everything he still had people who cared, which was more than a lot of people. That he was intelligent and capable and he could get his life together, but he had to try. There was a bit more discussion and I said my usual encouraging things and he said something about it being the usual "everything's going to be hunkie-dorie :censored2:". So....I told him, "I'm done talking to you. You never listen to me and when you do, you don't believe me." So there was no reason for us to continue the conversation and I was going to go. I loved him, I'd talk to him later, and I hung up the phone. Talking to him makes me tired. [/QUOTE]
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