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I read your comment and all I could think was; WOW somebody out there knows how my heart aches every day at the total lack of respect and love my Son shows towards me. ow, I must say that although I am consumed with guilt of my own and am accountable for the poor choices I made along the road to where we are now, my 15 year old Son has become a heartless, ruthless, cold, uncaring, hateful boy AND it's all aimed directly at me. He is the oldest of four boys, my Husband & I have been separated for 4+ years. Our separation was the result of bad choices we were making together. I had NO CHOICE but to leave our home. Although things were extremely difficult financially and otherwise, I did everything in my power to make sure they all had everything all of the other kids had. The one thing I couldn't do was replace the security and stability we had all shared. Despite this, my Son and I remained very close and shared a bond that I thought could never be broken. That is until recently, he is fed up with the fact that things have remained the same, kind of in limbo, for so long. I must admit, I accept responsibility for this. The idea of a real life change seems so overwhelming, so I have given in and accepted where we are, without a home of our own yet, a nice home with my Mother who cannot live alone anyways. A life with assistance from the State, thinking how can I actually afford to provide for 4 boys, the youngest having Down Syndrome, on my own, without any assistance. I caved! I admit it! Now, I am constantly told that he doesn't love or care about me. I am continuously reminded by him that I am a failure, a loser, and do not deserve his respect. How am I suppose to pick myself up, hold my head high and have a positive attitude that "YES!I can make a better life for all of us!", when every day I am getting knocked down and being told "NO! I am not capable of doing anything on my own!" by my 15 year old son? My biggest problem is that a part of what he says is actually true, I know I haven't done EVERYTHING I could/can to better our lives (there Father doesn't contribute financially), I can do more, I am ashamed that I have settled, ashamed that I receive assistance. My Children are my life. I want to be a Mother that they are all PROUD of. I wish things could be like they were before (as do we all), back in a time when we built our dream home (Which is now foreclosed), back in a time when our home was the house all the neighborhood kids loved to come to and always had an open invitation, back in a time when I was like the "Kool-Aid Mom"! Not this horrible, useless person my Son recklessly personifies me to be. I feel as though ALL of the good things, ALL of the sacrafice I so courageously made in an effort to keep us together and off of the unhealthy, debilitating path in which we were headed goes completely unnoticed
and unappreciated! Ya know something though? What am I saying?! I shouldn't expect appreciation for any of that; that is undoubtedly my job as a Mother! It's Time! I know it's overdue, actually! "Time to get busy livin' or get busy dyin'"!
Few questions though; How do I make him see that with every cruel, vicious thing he says to me,I die just a little more inside? How do I make him love me again? How do I make him see how much I care? How do I make him see that all I want, all I've ever wanted, is for him to be happy?