wellintended
Dec 6, 2013, 11:21 AM
My daughter turned on me at 18, over a boy. She's 19 now, and I'm still completely shutout of her life.
What happened: I raised her on my own, working hard, and giving her the rest if my time. She had serious health issues, and it was hard. At times I thought I couldn't do it or that she'd never have a "normal" life. She missed out on a lot of social and developmental growth due to her illness. I was her mother bear, ensuring IEP's were followed etc. She started acting out as a freshman, so I got her into horses. We moved to a farm and we both shoveled manure for riding privileges.
Then. 1-14-12 I got in an accident. Trauma, brain injury, and I needed her to help me short term. I couldn't even stand. She was a senior. She met the boy then, grew resentful and rejected me for suddenly not being so strong. Finally, I got a call from my landlord. There was fuel leaking from my truck. The boy and my daughter had come and gotten her things. She was gone. While they were there "someone" slit my fuel line. I was able to stand and allowed to drive then, but it still took me a while to "process" things. It is entirely possible I'd of smelled the gas but not put two and two together, started the truck, and been burned or killed. No one actually saw him or her do it, his grandma is a child. Does not parent. No one did anything. He had changed my fuel filter right where it was cut. She'd just bought him a pocket knife. His own house burnt down a year prior. Even brain damaged, its clear, they could have killed me. She insists he didn't do it.
Also, she's shut me out if her entire life. I'm "86'd" if I try to talk to her at work etc etc. She refuses to speak to me. Texted me on/off for a year, but I cut that off. It hurts communication and keeps her in control. She has mocked me for being hurt throughout the small town I worked and raised her in. I know I have zero control, and am so hurt I am nearly suicidal. I don't know if she's turned into a dark woman for life. Caring for her took everything I had so I haven't much of a life. I've been trying to heal from my injury for two years, but my broken heart is interfering.
Anyway, that's my life and if anyone has anything hopeful to say, like they knew someone like that and they grew up, learned, I could sure use it, though I have almost no real hope.
Thanks.
What happened: I raised her on my own, working hard, and giving her the rest if my time. She had serious health issues, and it was hard. At times I thought I couldn't do it or that she'd never have a "normal" life. She missed out on a lot of social and developmental growth due to her illness. I was her mother bear, ensuring IEP's were followed etc. She started acting out as a freshman, so I got her into horses. We moved to a farm and we both shoveled manure for riding privileges.
Then. 1-14-12 I got in an accident. Trauma, brain injury, and I needed her to help me short term. I couldn't even stand. She was a senior. She met the boy then, grew resentful and rejected me for suddenly not being so strong. Finally, I got a call from my landlord. There was fuel leaking from my truck. The boy and my daughter had come and gotten her things. She was gone. While they were there "someone" slit my fuel line. I was able to stand and allowed to drive then, but it still took me a while to "process" things. It is entirely possible I'd of smelled the gas but not put two and two together, started the truck, and been burned or killed. No one actually saw him or her do it, his grandma is a child. Does not parent. No one did anything. He had changed my fuel filter right where it was cut. She'd just bought him a pocket knife. His own house burnt down a year prior. Even brain damaged, its clear, they could have killed me. She insists he didn't do it.
Also, she's shut me out if her entire life. I'm "86'd" if I try to talk to her at work etc etc. She refuses to speak to me. Texted me on/off for a year, but I cut that off. It hurts communication and keeps her in control. She has mocked me for being hurt throughout the small town I worked and raised her in. I know I have zero control, and am so hurt I am nearly suicidal. I don't know if she's turned into a dark woman for life. Caring for her took everything I had so I haven't much of a life. I've been trying to heal from my injury for two years, but my broken heart is interfering.
Anyway, that's my life and if anyone has anything hopeful to say, like they knew someone like that and they grew up, learned, I could sure use it, though I have almost no real hope.
Thanks.