So, I've stuck to my guns, and avoided contact and conflict with difficult child for a few weeks. It has been incredibly hard to do, as you all know. The struggles with guilt, and wondering if he is ok out there on his own. Although I know in my mind, that I am doing the only thing that I can possibly do for him at this point, my heart tugs in a different direction. It has been a rough few weeks for me. Then last night, I text him to tell him that he had a cheque at my house. So, we made arrangements for him to come by and pick it up. I was dreading it. Who would show up at my door? Horrible, and abusive, or sweet and manipulative? Anyhow, these thoughts quickly diminished when I opened the door, and saw that grandma was sitting in my driveway in her car! After everything I did, and put myself through to get him out of their house, and keep him away, here she was doing exactly what I had told her not to do. Furious doesn't even cover my feeling! So, I text hubby to ask what he knows about this (we work opposite shifts, so don't see each other during the week). He says he knows nothing. (grandma is hubby's mum) Well, all I know now, in the harsh light of day, is that I will not help them any further. I have done what I promised to do, by getting him out of their house, and I'll be damned if I am going to continue to play the "enforcer" in his life. Whenever something has been done with difficult child, it's always been me who has to lay down the law, and I am the only one who is strong enough to hold the bottom line, and because of this, he views me as the problem, because nobody else has the strength, or stamina to hold it with me. So, I have decided that from this day forward, I have done my part, and if they want to keep letting him back in, I will no longer be answering their calls for help with him. If they think that they can somehow save him by allowing this to continue, they're going to have to figure it out for themselves. Thoughts??