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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 639442" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>When difficult child daughter was homeless in a blizzard and called, crying, for us to pay for a room for herself and her (drug addled, street person, physically abusive) boyfriend and their cohorts in crime we initially said "no." Then we said yes ~ and difficult child daughter landed like a hawk and demanded three nights.</p><p></p><p>So we said no to any of it.</p><p></p><p>I did.</p><p></p><p>I did that.</p><p></p><p>After a truly hellish night for both husband and I, we agreed to rent somewhere cheap for her to live for the two months until we got home. (We were in another state for the winter.) </p><p></p><p>And we learned difficult child daughter and her cohorts had been blacklisted, not only from anywhere with a smidgeon of decency, but from the nastiest, cheapest places where by reputation alone, no one we knew or knew of had ever gone.</p><p></p><p>There is no telling what that room for three nights would have cost. Damages, street people coming in from the storm...we didn't get that piece until later.</p><p></p><p>What I do know: Men and women are separated, at the shelters. The person must intentionally arrive before dark and remain at the shelter, locked in and with no access to booze or drugs, until the next morning.</p><p></p><p>That is why street people don't like to go there.</p><p></p><p>difficult child daughter also told me the shelter people are dangerous, and she did not feel safe, there.</p><p></p><p>But just that knowledge, that there was a place she could go and had chosen not to, got me through the nights.</p><p></p><p>The most helpful thing, to me, was to call the shelter and talk to personnel there. They will answer any questions you have. </p><p></p><p>Here is a funny thing: So, I would call the homeless shelter people for all kinds of things, right? And my daughter was actually confronted by one of the people who ran the shelter services (mail and so on) about how she could be homeless when her mother was calling all the time to check on her mail and her ID.</p><p></p><p>!!!!</p><p></p><p>Can you say helicopter mom?</p><p></p><p>:O)</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 639442, member: 17461"] When difficult child daughter was homeless in a blizzard and called, crying, for us to pay for a room for herself and her (drug addled, street person, physically abusive) boyfriend and their cohorts in crime we initially said "no." Then we said yes ~ and difficult child daughter landed like a hawk and demanded three nights. So we said no to any of it. I did. I did that. After a truly hellish night for both husband and I, we agreed to rent somewhere cheap for her to live for the two months until we got home. (We were in another state for the winter.) And we learned difficult child daughter and her cohorts had been blacklisted, not only from anywhere with a smidgeon of decency, but from the nastiest, cheapest places where by reputation alone, no one we knew or knew of had ever gone. There is no telling what that room for three nights would have cost. Damages, street people coming in from the storm...we didn't get that piece until later. What I do know: Men and women are separated, at the shelters. The person must intentionally arrive before dark and remain at the shelter, locked in and with no access to booze or drugs, until the next morning. That is why street people don't like to go there. difficult child daughter also told me the shelter people are dangerous, and she did not feel safe, there. But just that knowledge, that there was a place she could go and had chosen not to, got me through the nights. The most helpful thing, to me, was to call the shelter and talk to personnel there. They will answer any questions you have. Here is a funny thing: So, I would call the homeless shelter people for all kinds of things, right? And my daughter was actually confronted by one of the people who ran the shelter services (mail and so on) about how she could be homeless when her mother was calling all the time to check on her mail and her ID. !!!! Can you say helicopter mom? :O) Cedar [/QUOTE]
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