Parents of estranged adult children Community Group
One or more of our adult children walked out of our lives and never looked back.
Hi. I am new here and just want to say hello. I am a 49 year old mom who has been verbally abused, ignored, and utterly rejected by my son for about six years now. At this time, he is 19, so for many years, I just chalked it up to puberty and was in denial about the fact that his behavior was far more serious than just normal adolescence. Now, however, he is getting married in two weeks and just yelled at me to "shut the fuck up, motherfucker!" and "just get on back up the stairs, idiot!" when he was annoyed because I asked him to move some belongings from his room out of the hall so we could all get through. For some reason, that was the last straw, and I told him that I am no longer making his car payment and am selling it on Monday. When I said this, he flipped out and started threatening me and then told me I am not welcome at his wedding. To say I am heartbroken is an understatement. Although he has been verbally abusive with me like this many times, yesterday it finally clicked that this kid really hates me and can't stand the sight of me. As soon as I realized this, I went outside and cried until I dry heaved. I felt like my entire soul was being ripped from my body as I remembered the day he was born, his soft blonde curls as a toddler, giving him a bath and wrapping him up for a bottle and a cuddle, the snow caves, airsoft wars, hikes, the funny voices he used to do, how he could quote almost entire Disney movies with the accents like Robin Williams. He was such a sweet, funny, unique little boy and an absolute joy to raise. In no way did I EVER imagine that he would turn into this cold, hostile, detached young man who enjoys degrading and bullying me. If I had any idea that parenting him would hurt this much, I can assure you that I would have never had him in the first place. Does that sound awful? Seriously, I cannot imagine why people even decide to have children when an outcome like this is a possibility. Right now, this latest incident is very fresh, so it hurts just to draw a breath and be alive and face a new day. I am not suicidal, but I have no desire to go on, either, if that makes sense. I just want to go to bed and cry until I die of old age, whenever that may be. I miss my boy more than words can ever describe. I miss him with all my heart. He was my lovely child, my easygoing one that made me happy just by getting up in the morining every day until he was 13 years old when everything changed. I am blindsided by this. I had no idea when I became a mom that something like this could ever happen. I am so hurt that it happens to enough people that a support group is even needed. My prayers are with all of us together in this Hell.
As Dr. Joshua Coleman points out, kids aren't fully mature mentally until about the age of 26. So, your son has quite a long way to go. I think this is a hopeful fact.
Try to pull yourself out of your emotions a bit. It doesn't help to stay sad, to cry about it, to go over and over it. Don't blame yourself for what are your son's problems, the anger, etc. Set some reasonable limits with him if that's possible right now. Again, the key is to regain some calm, and to look at the problems objectively.
I missed both my sons terribly when they moved out.
I write and write and there is no response. Is her boyfriend confiscating my letters?
I think I have to accept the real possibility that he hates me. And he wishes bad things to come my way. I am just like one of you who wrote: I want to get in the bed and stay til I die. I have read so many books. I listen to so many podcasts. Im so tired.
I am so sad.