Every interaction with DS is toxic. He asks to sleep over every night. Every night he asks sweetly, is denied, then turns into a rabid chihuahua spewing vile, hate-filled shit until we hang up. My husband called the gf's mom (22 yo gf still lives at home) on speaker phone last night. Reminded her that our son is only 16, baby or no baby, our son is still a minor and needs to come home every night. Dh gently lit into her, reminding her that she and her husband had said they would support US and our household rules when it comes to our child. Her response? "Yeah, I know. We just had no idea that THIS would happen!" Um, the lady has 7 or 8 children. I'm pretty sure she knows what makes them. Now dh and I aren't getting along because, as is his usual MO under stress he withdraws and nitpicks on the children he's NOT upset with. I'm honestly thinking about asking dh to leave temporarily because I do not have the strength or patience to protect my 19 year old twins from dh's bad parenting. They have autism, so mentally they are about 13 or 14. He has always been a great husband but a bad dad. Stress makes this 200x worse. I have daydreams of grabbing my 13 year old and leaving for a destination unknown. I've been through tougher, scarier crap, but I'm tired. I'm tired of crisis every few months for the last 30 years. I'm tired of being the person that identifies, strategizes, networks, plans, follows through, then hits a brick wall over and over and over. Everyone around me does whatever the hell they want and I am stuck here in the aftermath of the tornado trying to put the pieces back together to keep going for my daughter. Me? I've got my basic shit together. I don't drink, use drugs, gamble, and every decision I make is thoughtful, examined, and always has the big picture in mind.
But in addition to the twins issues, in the last 10 years our family (children/parents/grandparents) has dealt with drug addiction, Lyme Disease (severe), theft, rehab, jail, domestic assault (twins), alcoholic drinking, a police chase including a helicopter and tracking dogs, mental health crisis, B & E, car accident totaling a BORROWED car, 18 year old missing for 5 days, Section 35s , residential placement twice, 3 drop outs (all dropped out after 9th grade), 8 funerals, a lay off 6 months after buying our house, cancer, MRSA, a major stroke, and somehow during that time I got my bachelor's degree. I'm fricken tired. I'm 42 but I feel 102.
Again, thank you for letting me vent here. Now that dh and I are at odds, I actually have NO ONE. Just being able to get it off my chest a bit helps so much. My head is swimming 24/7 right now. Thanks for listening.