I suppose this may be one of my problems...in my family, your role is never over! If a family member needs you, you're there! Jabber's family too. His parents once drove down here, an hour and a half, just because he called and told them we needed to talk and get advice about our son. They'd do anything if it was needed. Of course, we wouldn't take advantage of that...that's the difference.
Actually, he says he hasn't smoked pot in 2 1/2 months and I'm inclined to believe him. I don't think he's ever had a serious drug thing. Loves his pot...but has stopped. Just passed a drug test and is going where there is a zero-tolerance policy. Of course, he asked if they tested, so clearly he does intend to do it again in future...but appears to be clean now.
Oh dear God no! I hate children!
Well, that may be an exaggeration...but I'm NOT mother of the year. The only child I've ever spent any time with...ever...was my son. I never even babysat as a girl. I really don't "get" kids. I never have. I can only take them in short doses. I'd have been a terrible stay-at-home mom. Really, I shudder at that thought!
Curious...why a woman? Jabber and I are in therapy now...but with a man.
That's what I want from Job Corps. At least the #1 thing at first is distance. I really like the idea of him being far, far away for a while. Does that make me a bad person? It feels bad.
I feel as though I must sound like I sit around crying or lay in bed all day...I don't. I'm going on with my day and my life and we try for days when we don't hear from him at all...those days are just few and far between. We had a few weeks in there, but they stopped last week.