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dealing with frustration |
It came to me out of the blue. It was like a revalation. I must leave. There was no other alternative to my situation. My situation is I made a grievious error of being a mother to an adult. Let me explain, I let my daughter move into my house after she gave birth to twins. Initially she was living with her boyfriend and his parents. I paid rent on my old apartment for ten months just in case she needed a place of her own. She did not want to live alone with the twins, so I let her move in. I went to work every day and she was home with the babies. Her boyfriend came on the weekends to see her and the kids. After awhile I let him move in to help her with the twins. Biggest mistake number 2. Since that time I have begun to hate everything about my everyday life. I have supported them for seven years. The boyfriend who is no longer the boyfriend works sporadically at minimum wage jobs. Neither has their GED, in seven years they have not been interested in getting it. I have decided that soon after New Years I will walk out my door and not come back . I wish I could save forever but I can't. I will leave for several weeks. I have a plan, and surprises for them too. The telephone, internet and cable will be turned off. No luxuries or their personal ATM to turn to in a crisis. They will have the shock of surviving on their own while I am gone. I hope this will stimulate a change for the better if not I will have to make Scrooge and the The Grinch look like teddy bears. Some don't agree but my back is against the wall and my sanity is at the brink. |