PLSOYF V

Well, since last Thursday's dilemma,

I've really not had many reasons to 

PLSOMF.  

I've had a few but they all involve Dylly

and I've tortured you with him enough

already so I am holding back on him 

for a bit to give y'all a break. (Applause)

The thing about my dilemma is that I 

must enact Tough Love and honestly,

I think this Tough Love is tougher on me

than on my son.

I've had to pull the strength together when

he called Saturday night asking for a ride 

to work.  Told him this ONE TIME only and it 

will be the LAST TIME he asks.  Other arrangements

need to be done moving forward.

Then he shows up yesterday afternoon and

is telling us how he's on the streets, has no where

to go.  Again, I have to suck up and pull up the 

strength to use Tough Love and tell him he can't 

live with us.  Should've thought about THAT before

he made the choices he did.

All the while I have a DH who's falling into pieces 

saying he doesn't want to lose his son (oh like I do?)

and he wants to give him ANOTHER chance.  DH is 

already suffering with depression of his own... so 

my dilemma is exponentially growing, UGH!

So you see I am fighting two battles; son and father.

Sad as it sounds, the ONLY way to make the father

see it as I do is to put the decisions into threats.

i.e. There are three of us living here and one of us 

HAS TO GO.  I will let him make the choice, since

he doesn't like my choice, and live with whatever decision

 he comes to.

1. Dad & meds, 2. son. 3. me

I let him decide and of course he makes me out to be the

bad one.  DH just doesn't get it, he just doesn't see the forest 

through the trees.

Oh, how I hate, hate, hate being in this predicament and I 

hate, hate, hate having to continue to make these decisions

with each contact since Thursday.

Woke up to rain today and you know what they say about

rainy days and Mondays.... so I really do want to find 

something to PLSOMF.  

I keep up the search if you keep

up the prayers.