I'm the mother of a teenage boy. I'm very streetwise. I'm educated. And I have been in denial for a long time.
There is so much history to this story that I fear my hands would cramp in the typing. I'll try to do the readers digest condensced version... famous last words.
The other evening My husband and I were having a 'discussion' with my 17 year old when his mask fell. It wasn't just a peek of the real him either. It was a full blown unveiling of a person I have refused to see all these years. He's looking into my eyes, and trying to convince me that black is white. All of a sudden, it was like someone hit me in the head with the infamous clueby4. All the lies, all the tell tale signs, all the manipulations, all the big tears he could turn on and off on a whim. They all came flooding in, and I could see them for what they were. My blood ran cold. I couldn't cry, and I couldn't even speak.
It all started very young (ADHD and other 'minor' problems), but only recently escalated in the past 2 years. Drugs, in trouble with the law, and obsessive and unhealthy relationship with his girlfriend, treating his younger brother cruelly, expulsion from school. He is now court ordered into drug counseling, therapy, and a special school for troubled teens.
He's learning at a rapid rate. Learning the system, and how to manipulate it. I did something I probably shouldn't have, but in the long run it will save my butt. When his mask fell I decided to call his therapist. I TRIED to explain to her what my thoughts were on this. How ever, she is a very hippy lovechild type therapist that thinks all he needs is more love. She referred me to his psychologist... who informed me that he really didn't have time for evaluating him and he was basically there to dispense meds! I haven't heard back from his therapist about the supposed staffing she is going to schedule... It's been a week now.
Even before the mask fell I tried, in vain, to get his new teachers at this special school to understand that my son will manipulate them. But they are so used to the ones that scream and cuss them. That when my son came along he was like a breathe of fresh air. He's polite, and charming, and handsome. He is flattering and flirtatious. So not like the thugs they can't stand and are so tired of trying to teach. So they let him slide. He actually made a death threat to another child last week. This wasn't reported by the teacher that witnessed it. No, that teacher was telling another teacher about it, and THEY reported it. Now we are supposed to have zero tolerance in our County for this sort of thing. So I assumed his probation officer would violate him. NO! He let it SLIDE. Telling my son not to do it again. I'm dumbfounded. I'm amazed. I'm confused.
So now my next step is? I'm living with a time bomb. I'm COURT ORDERED to live with a time bomb till he's19. How can I possibly get these people to listen to me so I can keep the rest of my family safe? |
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