I'm very sorry you're going through this. I've been going through this for 29 years, and while I do have contact with my 38 year-old son, it's solely on his terms and at his whim. I hold onto faith that God will work things out as well, but this is getting a bit old. I think our society is experiencing an epidemic of parential alienation even in the happiest families. It's like kids and younger adults now believe that their family is whoever they decide it is, and parents are now a burden to young adults. I know a lot of parents ultimately give up on their kids, but I just can't do that. I don't know that things will ever be any better than they are now, but at least I know where my son is even if he wont' respond to me but a couple of times a year.

What's so sad is....I didn't do anything to them! I actually protected them from all the craziness but that allowed their dad to tell them all kinds of crazy things about me which causes them to develop anger towards me! I never got a chance to tell my side! They don't know how abusive he was towards me. They don't know what I endured while with him. All they know is what he tells them. I can never give up hope and faith but it gets extremely difficult especially around holidays! He told them I lost custody but that's a total lie. We have joint custody and when I would go to pick them up from his house he wouldn't be there. So when I would go to court to tell the judge (who was friends with my exes atty) I would be told "Your kids are old enough to make up their own minds" meanwhile no one ever spoke to my children to ask if that's how they was feeling. This went on for years and as time went on it got worse and before I got arrested I had to fall back and allow my kids to come to me but that never happened and now it's almost 9 yrs later. I'm so broken and empty!