Difficult Child has been on another cross-country road trip, this time with a buddy in buddy's van. It is obvious from the FB posts and pics that he has spent most of the trip extremely inebriated. For the last couple of months he has been "looking for work" in the Midwest while living with buddy's grandmother, who finally had enough and gave him 24 hours to leave. He called us and told us he had a job and housing waiting for him with a friend heading to Oklahoma City but needed to get to Indiana (the agreed meeting place) in the next 2 days. After discussion, husband and I agreed to buy him a bus ticket. He got on the bus yesterday morning. The "friend" turned out to be an addict he met while living on the streets in New Orleans. The "job" and "housing" turned out to be her vague promise to let him stay for a week or so. The topper is that she did not show up to pick him up at the agreed meeting place, so he attempted to hitchhike to her house and is now stranded somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Tonight the ramping up began, with multiple texts demanding we "do something" and the usual inability to see how any of this is his fault, only the fault of his "weasel" buddy and his "moronic" friend. I don't think there is any guilt button he left untouched. He hasn't eaten in days and is throwing up bile, he will die of thirst in 1 more day, he is sleeping under an overpass, we want him to be homeless so we can teach him a lesson "for having a few beers", he is going to "go balls to the wall and just end it all," he hopes we never need him to take care of us because he will "return the favor," he has no one else to turn to (true, as he has burned EVERY bridge, including his AA sponsors), etc. We just kept reiterating that we did not create the situation he finds himself in, that this is not the first time he has found himself in this situation, and we are no longer going to financially support his bad choices. Eventually he told me his phone was dying and he "wouldn't be able to charge it for a long time and hoped that made me happy" and I told him I was signing off and he should too. I won't even be turning my phone on tomorrow. I just don't want to read any more of this kind of crap. There have been times I have wondered how much of "my son" is left in there. Tonight I am thinking not very much. I am so tired of dealing with this, so tired of HIM. It never changes. I don't want to spend the rest of my life like this, and I am somewhat disturbed because I feel very little concern right now. I just feel really, really pissed off. I have started going to Al-Anon again. It helps a lot.