I had to put my foot down again and set boundaries. Mike was taking advantage of me. Even though we had a conversation about his drug use and pulling us into it, it didn't matter. When the second iPad went missing I knew I had to set my foot down. And so today I told him that there was no more of anything until he was in treatment. I'm sure he doesn't believe me. I really have to mean it because I have two little people who need my energy more than he does.
What amazes me is how often I fall back into my role of enabler. He's my child and I always want to believe the best and I always want to help him. I hate feeling like I can't. I hate having to set these boundaries, but my helping really isn't. And so it goes....on and on and on.
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