The last time I posted about my situation with my stepson, he was living in a shelter and bristling at having to follow their rules. Just to quickly recap........he suffers from schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and a drug addiction. After several failed attempts at having him live with his father and I, it became apparent that we could not have him in our home any longer. He was stealing, lying, refusing to get a job or follow his treatment plan, being rude, demanding, highly disruptive and disrespectful etc. etc. ............you guys know the drill. Our blood pressure improved the instant he finally left.
He has since left the shelter and bounced between a friend's relatives and dive motels, with a new friend in tow. It is my understanding that his friend has family issues and elected to leave home several years ago as a teenager. Although I am certain they are drugging together, and this might sound crazy, my stepson's mental health seems to have improved since having a companion to walk with. He seems to be thinking in a more linear fashion and says he has not heard voices in over a month. He does not seem depressed and says he doesn't feel depressed. It is comforting for us to know that he has a friend out there in some capacity, as he can be hard to deal with on a day to day basis.
So far their disability checks have been covering their rent and food, but the rest disappears (probably on drugs.) As a result they are two weeks away from receiving their next checks but only a few days away from having to leave the hotel they are currently living in. They keep making excuses about being unable to find jobs. My husband found them both a part time job at a nearby fast food restaurant. He offered to drive them to work in the mornings with their bikes in the back of his truck. When finished in the afternoon they could bike back to their hotel (about a 20 minute bike ride.) My stepson does lack confidence in new situations but we hoped with his friend alongside him he could make it work. It would not be a madhouse environment as this restaurant currently only has two employees, doesn't do much business, and they do drive in only at the moment because they are so short staffed.
My son and his friend were completely disinterested in this proposal. As my husband says, they must be holding out for management positions. He has emphasized repeatedly the fact that they have no money, that we have no money to give them, and that in a matter of days they will not have a roof over their head or food to eat, let alone weed or vapes. Again........crickets.
My husband and I have found this road so hard to navigate because we know that our son has challenges that others in his position do not. His friend has no mental illness. We know there are some things that his disorders will preclude him from. We know he has trouble ordering his thoughts and staying focused. We know he will never be able to hold a full time, or a fast paced job. But...........he doesn't seem to want to try and do anything to help himself at all. Before his illness became apparent in his late teens, he was never a go-getter. Had no interest in getting a job or a car or his license...........he was quite happy to put his hand out for money and let others chaffeur him around. He told his sister when he was 16 that although he was interested in going to college, he had no interest in getting a job, ever, and that he wasn't concerned because he knew his parents would never kick him out.
We fear and hate the idea of letting him fall and having to sleep rough, but we don't know what else to do. He has the ACT program working on permanent public housing for him, which shouldn't take too much longer. We do not want to dig into our pockets to house the two of them because we will never see our money again and we can't afford it. Is it time to place the ball squarely in his court and see what he does with it?
Thank you for reading this far. Before I finish, please know we have become experts on schizophrenia, bipolar, thought disorders, and drug addiction. We go to a specialized therapist and attend NarAnon meetings. Please don't chastise me for not understanding the seriousness of these illnesses. My husband has taken the lead on deciding on our approach to this whole situation; my role has been to support and help him. Please don't tell me that because this is not my son this is not my business and I need to butt out. I am not trying to control anything or anyone - I'm just in the stands cheering and praying like hell for a good outcome.
He has since left the shelter and bounced between a friend's relatives and dive motels, with a new friend in tow. It is my understanding that his friend has family issues and elected to leave home several years ago as a teenager. Although I am certain they are drugging together, and this might sound crazy, my stepson's mental health seems to have improved since having a companion to walk with. He seems to be thinking in a more linear fashion and says he has not heard voices in over a month. He does not seem depressed and says he doesn't feel depressed. It is comforting for us to know that he has a friend out there in some capacity, as he can be hard to deal with on a day to day basis.
So far their disability checks have been covering their rent and food, but the rest disappears (probably on drugs.) As a result they are two weeks away from receiving their next checks but only a few days away from having to leave the hotel they are currently living in. They keep making excuses about being unable to find jobs. My husband found them both a part time job at a nearby fast food restaurant. He offered to drive them to work in the mornings with their bikes in the back of his truck. When finished in the afternoon they could bike back to their hotel (about a 20 minute bike ride.) My stepson does lack confidence in new situations but we hoped with his friend alongside him he could make it work. It would not be a madhouse environment as this restaurant currently only has two employees, doesn't do much business, and they do drive in only at the moment because they are so short staffed.
My son and his friend were completely disinterested in this proposal. As my husband says, they must be holding out for management positions. He has emphasized repeatedly the fact that they have no money, that we have no money to give them, and that in a matter of days they will not have a roof over their head or food to eat, let alone weed or vapes. Again........crickets.
My husband and I have found this road so hard to navigate because we know that our son has challenges that others in his position do not. His friend has no mental illness. We know there are some things that his disorders will preclude him from. We know he has trouble ordering his thoughts and staying focused. We know he will never be able to hold a full time, or a fast paced job. But...........he doesn't seem to want to try and do anything to help himself at all. Before his illness became apparent in his late teens, he was never a go-getter. Had no interest in getting a job or a car or his license...........he was quite happy to put his hand out for money and let others chaffeur him around. He told his sister when he was 16 that although he was interested in going to college, he had no interest in getting a job, ever, and that he wasn't concerned because he knew his parents would never kick him out.
We fear and hate the idea of letting him fall and having to sleep rough, but we don't know what else to do. He has the ACT program working on permanent public housing for him, which shouldn't take too much longer. We do not want to dig into our pockets to house the two of them because we will never see our money again and we can't afford it. Is it time to place the ball squarely in his court and see what he does with it?
Thank you for reading this far. Before I finish, please know we have become experts on schizophrenia, bipolar, thought disorders, and drug addiction. We go to a specialized therapist and attend NarAnon meetings. Please don't chastise me for not understanding the seriousness of these illnesses. My husband has taken the lead on deciding on our approach to this whole situation; my role has been to support and help him. Please don't tell me that because this is not my son this is not my business and I need to butt out. I am not trying to control anything or anyone - I'm just in the stands cheering and praying like hell for a good outcome.