Something not so good happened yesterday.
I had to deal with a mother who is very much in denial, enables and blames everyone else for her difficult child problems. Never holds difficult child accountable deep down inside. She also has several other difficult child that are on drugs and feed drugs to the difficult child I just mentioned. Things came to a ugly head yesterday when she drug me and my daughter (and countless other people) into something that none of us had absolutely zero to do with. I have known this mother for the past five years and her difficult child. Her difficult child and my daughter were close. This is the same difficult child that I wrote about in a previous post who I took into my home two months ago off of the street (dirty, hungry and sad) that vandalized my property by damaging my window, taking my car and stealing a few items all under a 48 hour period, something my daughter would NEVER do to anyone else. This is the same difficult child that my daughter has not talked to since the event occurred which I also have proof of. I have numerous text messages from that girl begging and pleading for my daughter to speak with her again and my daughter flat out refused. My daughter wrote her off and this girl isn't even a blimp on our radar.
So what this mother and her daughter have been doing is nothing short of atrocious. My anger got the best of me and I finally stood up to her, the argument got heated ,no threats or anything like that, but heated none the less. The whole situation traumatized me so badly, that guess what guys? I finally left town. I am currently in a hotel in another state and you all have no idea what I have been through the last 12 hours and still going through. With all the pressure of things I previously discussed and now this, I couldn't handle it anymore, there was no choice but for me to leave and try to decompress somewhat.
My point is for right now, that I have to keep reminding myself that everybody is not like the parents on this board. We, on this board, are well aware of what our difficult child's do and we don't blame their friends and everyone else for their actions. I have to keep reminding myself, many parents are not like that and I am glad I confronted her because I got to see how she really thought and her thought process is not only skewed, arrogant, and delusional, it is down right dangerous. A part of me wishes I never called her because now I am sort of afraid of this woman. If I would never have called, then I wouldn't know what she was thinking. Now that I know what she is thinking, I don't know who to alert. I called the police last night and the cop was a total jerk to me which sent me into a tail spin. I finally convinced him to write a report after showing him proof , text messages and facebook messages, even then he was still a jerk. He refused to see it the evidence until I basically forced it upon him and then finally he pulled out his pen and paper. I had a complete nervous breakdown 12 hours ago.
I won't go into anymore right now. All I can say is, the minute I cross that boarder, I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulders. Even though I have to go back home eventually, at least I know that feeling of relief still can happen. I wasn't sure if I was beyond repair, so if there is any miracle that happened in all of this, it is I got to know that I can feel tons better again and that the place I am living in is not a good place at all.
I had to deal with a mother who is very much in denial, enables and blames everyone else for her difficult child problems. Never holds difficult child accountable deep down inside. She also has several other difficult child that are on drugs and feed drugs to the difficult child I just mentioned. Things came to a ugly head yesterday when she drug me and my daughter (and countless other people) into something that none of us had absolutely zero to do with. I have known this mother for the past five years and her difficult child. Her difficult child and my daughter were close. This is the same difficult child that I wrote about in a previous post who I took into my home two months ago off of the street (dirty, hungry and sad) that vandalized my property by damaging my window, taking my car and stealing a few items all under a 48 hour period, something my daughter would NEVER do to anyone else. This is the same difficult child that my daughter has not talked to since the event occurred which I also have proof of. I have numerous text messages from that girl begging and pleading for my daughter to speak with her again and my daughter flat out refused. My daughter wrote her off and this girl isn't even a blimp on our radar.
So what this mother and her daughter have been doing is nothing short of atrocious. My anger got the best of me and I finally stood up to her, the argument got heated ,no threats or anything like that, but heated none the less. The whole situation traumatized me so badly, that guess what guys? I finally left town. I am currently in a hotel in another state and you all have no idea what I have been through the last 12 hours and still going through. With all the pressure of things I previously discussed and now this, I couldn't handle it anymore, there was no choice but for me to leave and try to decompress somewhat.
My point is for right now, that I have to keep reminding myself that everybody is not like the parents on this board. We, on this board, are well aware of what our difficult child's do and we don't blame their friends and everyone else for their actions. I have to keep reminding myself, many parents are not like that and I am glad I confronted her because I got to see how she really thought and her thought process is not only skewed, arrogant, and delusional, it is down right dangerous. A part of me wishes I never called her because now I am sort of afraid of this woman. If I would never have called, then I wouldn't know what she was thinking. Now that I know what she is thinking, I don't know who to alert. I called the police last night and the cop was a total jerk to me which sent me into a tail spin. I finally convinced him to write a report after showing him proof , text messages and facebook messages, even then he was still a jerk. He refused to see it the evidence until I basically forced it upon him and then finally he pulled out his pen and paper. I had a complete nervous breakdown 12 hours ago.
I won't go into anymore right now. All I can say is, the minute I cross that boarder, I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulders. Even though I have to go back home eventually, at least I know that feeling of relief still can happen. I wasn't sure if I was beyond repair, so if there is any miracle that happened in all of this, it is I got to know that I can feel tons better again and that the place I am living in is not a good place at all.