I refuse to take the blame!
Good for you! Hang in there. You are doing the right thing for all concerned.
Two phrases come to mind, I am not guilty and I am not responsible.
Sometimes the most loving thing is to let an addict fall, without being their cushion.
It never ceases to amaze me how resourceful an addict can be. Throughout his 18
years of addiction, AS has never been on the street. Jail and prison, girlfriends, two wives ( short lived marriages, no kids thank heavens)) and sometimes his enabling Dad have sheltered him!
It's much much easier to maintain peace and yes, a "normal" life without addict chaos
around our living space. You deserve to maintain peace in your home.
Hugs
Two phrases come to mind, I am not guilty and I am not responsible.
Sometimes the most loving thing is to let an addict fall, without being their cushion.
It never ceases to amaze me how resourceful an addict can be. Throughout his 18
years of addiction, AS has never been on the street. Jail and prison, girlfriends, two wives ( short lived marriages, no kids thank heavens)) and sometimes his enabling Dad have sheltered him!
It's much much easier to maintain peace and yes, a "normal" life without addict chaos
around our living space. You deserve to maintain peace in your home.
Hugs
I too felt that I was somehow responsible for 2 of my 3 kids turning to drugs.
I allowed a lot of behavior that I should not have, because I felt sorry for my kids.
I should have let them "fall and fail" - not pick up the pieces, not cushion the fall.
I was always there to pick up their pieces.... I carried the chip on MY shoulder... yeah all my fault... my fault that their father died 14 years ago (at the age of 33 years old)... My fault ....
Gosh I used to think that I was that powerful.... to cause their dad to die of a cardiac at 33 years old....
Wow, I am just beginning to understand how much power I have.... (NONE)
Colleen
I allowed a lot of behavior that I should not have, because I felt sorry for my kids.
I should have let them "fall and fail" - not pick up the pieces, not cushion the fall.
I was always there to pick up their pieces.... I carried the chip on MY shoulder... yeah all my fault... my fault that their father died 14 years ago (at the age of 33 years old)... My fault ....
Gosh I used to think that I was that powerful.... to cause their dad to die of a cardiac at 33 years old....
Wow, I am just beginning to understand how much power I have.... (NONE)
Colleen
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