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Dallas/Ft. Worth, Texas, United States
I'm mom to 3 beautiful children, wife to a wonderful man who is the love of my life and grandmother, "Nonna", to a beautiful grandson. Like too many others out there, I am the mother of an addict. I am still learning to deal with things in a healthy way and have a life inspite of the insanity that addiction produces. I am very blessed to have found this community of amazing people that share so much of themselves with us all through their blogs. You are all an inspiration to me. I share your struggles, your pain, your joys and all your hopes. I pray for the addicts still out there suffering and for the people that love them the most. My heart felt thanks to each & every one of you! May God's mercy and grace be with us all, Kristi

Sunday, November 7, 2010

The Tides of Change....

Wow, so where to begin so that this doesn’t turn into a dissertation! Okay, long story, short….turns out that most of what I had heard about my son from my last post was false. He’s actually doing pretty good and I’ve seen a lot of progress in his behavior and choices. He came to me and asked for help for the first time in his life. He said he needed to be with family and wanted help before he did something really stupid. You would have to know him and more of our history to really understand how huge this is for him. He has NEVER asked for help. He has a lot of pride, believe it or not. And he’s always been hell bent on doing it his way. So, I gave him that hand up and it turned out good!! He’s doing well and he’s thinking a little differently. He has been asking for my opinion on what he should do about this or that….again, this is another first.

Here’s where things went to hell in a hand basket…. About a month ago my niece, who is in her freshman year of college got caught smoking pot with a group of kids (stupid kids obviously) on campus. Well, there’s a zero tolerance so she was evicted from her housing and cannot return. She’s not a bad kid; she’s just a stupid one! She doesn’t “do drugs,” but she did follow the pack on this occasion. She asked if she could stay with us (we live closest to the college she’s attending) just until the end of the semester at which point her mother told her she was coming home and could go to Jr. College for a semester or two. So, after some serious thought, my husband and I said okay, with some reservations and very clear rules. The biggest concern here is that my niece and my daughter are just 14 months apart in age, they’re very close and they’ve had a tendency to find trouble together. So my husband made it crystal clear to both girls that one tiny screw up and H (my niece) would be out and he didn’t care where she went and he told my daughter she would wish she could go with her. About a week ago I found out that my niece is bulimic and she’s been cutting….great!! Just what I need, another kid with issues!! Is it in the water? Am I magnet for this shit?? I talked to her about this, told her I had to talk to her dad (my brother) and she needed help because this couldn’t continue.

Then, as if things couldn’t go any further south….it turns out that my daughter, almost 17 and my niece, 18, went to a rave last Friday night. Over the course of the night (Friday) my daughter took 5 tabs of ecstasy and then Saturday morning she took 32 Triple C…..I’m just sick. I realize that kids typically don’t really learn what you would hope just from watching a sibling or close friend that has really screwed up, but I still have a hard time getting my head around that.

So, my niece is out, headed back home where she’ll have to commute to the university she attends until the end of the semester and her mother can get her into therapy. My daughter is on strict lock down for the next several months. It’s been a living hell around here for days and I’m exhausted. I have found a psychiatrist and am close to finding a psychologist for her. I intend to get her on antidepressants and into counseling. I’m not a doctor by any means, but I really think her issues come from a totally different place than my sons. My daughter has a big weight problem which has her self-image in the gutter along with her self esteem and self worth add to this that she has taken a back seat to her brother and his issues far to many times - you deal with the child in crises at the time, don't you? I've had my own resentment wih my son on the backseat issue, but that's another story....I think I did the best I could do at the time with what was happening.  The possitive here is that she is actually looking forward to going to counseling; although, a little aprehensive about talking to someone she doesn’t know about all that’s going on with her.

Currently my anxieties are in over drive because my daughter thinks that my husband, her step father has no rights over her, needs to stay out of this, not speak to her and basically stay out of her way!! Well, this just isn’t going to happen. My husband tried to talk to her about her behavior (her mouth at this point) Friday morning and she gave him the “you’re not my father” speech, got a little mouthy, started crying, got up and walked out of the house with him hot on her trail!! Of course this just made everything worse.  But he wrote her, what I thought was a very good, long note about what his expectations of her are, how he isn't going to sit back and watch more and more stress be heaped opon me and that he loves her and wants to help. 

Thursday and Friday where a living hell around here…my husband wasn’t here and my daughter was full of anger and rage to the point that I was on the verge of calling the police and having her transported to the hospital. She was so full of hate and so erratic…she has always been a little on the mouthy side, but NEVER like she was these two days. I think it had to do with how the MDMA works by flooding the brain with serotonin, leaving you depleted until the brain heals and begins producing serotonin normally again. Saturday morning she came into the nursery and stood there; I looked up and she started crying and said she was sorry and didn’t know what was wrong with her and that it scared her. Heavy sigh…..

My husband loves my daughter and cares about her well being, of course she will never see this or least not for years to come when she’s hopefully mature enough to look back and see it. At any rate, my husband is not the type of man to cow tail to a teenager and he certainly will not have her calling any of the shots, nor should we!! My husband has been hunting since Friday and will be back sometime tomorrow. Of course my daughter is adamant that her step dad better not say a word to her or she’ll walk out again and she’ll go to her dads if her step dad says one word to her about anything. Fine, she can go to her dads, I’m not threatened by this. What she doesn’t realize is that I seriously doubt her father would take her because while he loves his kids he will not upset his home or wife by allowing either of our kids to live there when there is any sign of trouble…..geezzz!!! I have a feeling things around here aren’t going to be pretty….not pretty at all!!!

Well I tried not to let this post evolve into a novel, for all the good it did! :)