I needed to get the truck issue resolved, and called Billy at work today. I said to him " we need to resolve the truck issue, when can we get together?" He Screamed " YOU F---ed me over with the truck, So F--- you!!! and he hung up. I called back, got him and asked "Don't you want your truck back Billy???, and exactly how did I F---- YOU over??? He replied " I want the truck , but not all this Bull----- that goes with it....Sell the truck. Leave me alone!" and he hung up again!!! Then I did what I shouldn't have done, but I was angry to say the least. I called back and someone other than my son answered, I explain that I was his mother and I was trying to work out an arrangement to give him back his truck...he covered the phone and said " Billy your mom just wants to talk to you about your truck" and B mummbled something back that I couldn't hear. The guy got on the phone and said he doesn't want to talk to you. I said to him( crying )" Did you hear how he cursed me out? He said he doesn't want his truck back, you are a witness" He said "lady, I'm not a witness to this" and hung up. I acted like an idiot. I'm so angry that B spoke to me like that....and I don't understand why he feels this is MY fault and I did something to HIM. The "Church family" has turned him against me, or perhaps he has lied so much to them about me that he must keep up this game.They will not return my calls, have taken him off his medications and said that Billy's problem was me(I have only met the father once and never met the mom) I never did care for them, though. The "Youth group" always consisted of a handful of kids working on renovations at the "Church families " house.What kind of pastor only has 10 parishners???What kind of pastor runs a "church" out of his accounting office? What knd of pastor has all the teenagers working like dogs at his home???What kind of pastor would not try to reunite a family?and except a large rent from and discontinue the use of a kids psyh. drug????? After the phone call I cryed my heart out, and then It was like I saw the whole situation very CLEARLY I decided right then and there that this is the end. Billy is dead to me, It is easier to go on with what is left of my life if I try to forget that I had a son. The doctor has me on BiPolar (BP) medication, valiums, and yesterday put me on wellbutrin because I can't deal with this. I have never been on an antidepressant before, I was always a even keeled happy person.The detaching has begun...... today.