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I thought things would be a little different when my son came home but he's the same miserable person he was when he went away. I told Krista not to expect to much, he hasn't seen the change in her so I figured after a few days he would notice what a different person she has become in the last 3 months. It doesn't matter to him what she does he still holds a grudge, this morning Krista went out to the store and something his wife uses was on sale so she callled to see if she needed any and my son answered the phone and said she was sleeping, so whe she got home she came in the front door to see if she was up yet and his first response was why are you usng my door come in the back way. When he was gone things were slowly getting better between all of us and now that he is home it's back to the same petty crap. I'm not going to say aything this time I'm going to let it go but if he continues I'm going to stick to my guns and show him were the front door is. I can't live like this and i won't. If we all can't live in peace then we all won't be living here, I don't care that he pays 1/2 the bills I'll loose my house and find an apartment I don't care he is not going to run this house again. This is my house and if we want to use the front door and go through his living room then we will to bad for him!!! He really does act like a 2 year old sometimes and I'm sick of it. Krista has come too far for him to put her down and I won't stand for it. Sorry I'm venting I jut needed to get this off my chest.
Years ago, when my son was a teenager, probably 18 or 19, he controlled our home. First even with my THEN husband, and after husband left me, with that monster, I was on my own, and couldn't handle it. He sold drugs from the house, people in and out all day and night, people never left, they pretty much lived at my house. He moved 3 people in " officially" while I was on vacation. SO I told him it all stopped or I would sell. It didn't stop, I contacted a realtor and sold the darn house. He was running up my heat, grocery, and electric bills, not paying a cent, and I ran the risk of getting involved in cops coming and thinking I had the drugs too. So I sold it. He was shocked. He didn't believe I would do it. I had to. He stole from me, those people trashed my house, so I got out. The last night at that house he came to me and said, " Mom, can I move into your new place, I have nowhere to go? He had 2 months warning from the time the house sold til we had to get out. I laughed at him, and said, You fool, I sold it to get away from what you were putting me through, no you can't. So he claims to this day he was " homeless", but in fact, he lived at a friend's really nice condo, he stayed at hotels, he lived it up on his drug money. I don't feel bad I did it. I had to.
He later went to prison for four years, because he got busted big time. Luckily now, he has completely turned his life around. Has 2 kids, and 2 " step kids", sort of.. ( gf's kids) He has a good job, and is a good dad. He doesn't deal drugs anymore, everyone he knew got put in prison for it, so they now stick to DRINKING... not good, but I don't have to deal with it, so I don't care.
My point is, I went through hell with my son too. I had to get tough, and move out, sell, leave... and start my own life. I had to do this for him too. He had to grow up. He took the wrong way for awhile, but he paid the price. dearly.
As for the door thing how silly! Tell him to get off his high horse on that one and his sister was trying to be nice by getting or offering to get his wife the stuff.
So hope that things get better soon hugs me.