It’s been a while since I’ve posted… and I am here to vent and to get encouragement. I have two adult children who struggle with SUD and it’s been a long road for us as parents. I’m plugged into a recovery group that I attend weekly and have supportive friends, but sometimes I grow tired of being THAT friend that always has a problem. Hopefully someone can relate, so I’m here to post my feelings and unload.
My daughter is currently in a long-term treatment program, and we have temporary custody of her youngest in the meantime. She’s doing great and sticking with her program and I’m working on being supportive and using my tools to not allow my resentments to impact her progress. I’m very grateful for where she is today.
My son has been clean-ish (aka not using his drug of choice) for a good period of time, but has now slipped back into old patterns. He’s one who takes a deep dive and goes all in. While he doesn’t live in our home he finds ways to get in and helps himself to things and then I’m forced to hunt through the house to see what’s missing and deal with the impact. We forbid him from coming here, we put boundaries in place, and he ignores it all and does as he pleases. It causes problems with my husband and I, causes me anxiety, it’s hard to focus at work, I could go on and on. It stinks having to put locks on things in your own home and have to secure keys, etc. every night before going to bed just in case he breaks in somehow.
This road to my recovery has been tough. Our kids have done some very damaging things and each time they clean up, we push our resentments to the side, help get things straightened out, started to rebuild trust… and then relapse and wham. Back at square one. I have the responsibility of a minor child (my daughter’s) for the first time in many years, a full-time job, a life… yet I feel like all I do is pick up the pieces while trying to sew my broken heart back together. And being the rock for the kiddos and others around me.
I know the things I need to do to take care of me, I know I’m in control of diffusing things with my husband, I can change the locks… I know all of this. Yet, I want to just scream and throw my hands in the air and buy a one-way ticket to somewhere, anywhere, that I can bury my head in the sand! I am tired, literally, of the up and downs and back and forth and limiting vs. giving and trusting vs. protecting, and and and… today is a day I’m just completely frustrated and filled with hurt and resentment and TIRED of forgiving!
Can anyone relate?!?!?