An up date for all of you wonderful folks that have helped me feel not so alone.
My son has since left the runaway shelter and ran from the cops 3 times in one night! *shakes head* He finally told the last police officer that if he had to come back to my house he would kill him self. So off to the local mental ward he went. He was discharged from there directly into a local adolescent drug rehab. He swore to the people in charge he wouldn't run from there if they sent him there. And just like I told them he would he ran not even week later. He also did some other things there that I told them he would do... and they said wouldn't happen. *sigh* He is now on the run. HOWEVER, his probation officer FINALLY got it! He understands now, and issued a pick up order (juvenile warrant) for his arrest. When he is finally picked up he will go directly to Juvy to await his court date for his many violations. From there he will be sent to a lock down facility somewhere in our region (exact facility to be determined by judge). During all of this he convinced someone else to call child protection services on me for the same incident as before. This story conflicted with the first one. That went in my favor. Both cases should be closed out and labeled "unfounded"! So that is good news. My son also, while on the run this time, snuck up to our house in the middle of the night with a friend and went though our outside laundry room. Looking for clothes I guess, and then stole his little brother's bike! We have taken to locking everything up. Something we haven't had to do in the area we live.
What hurts about all this is his adamant refusal to come home, and his continued stories of the abuse I have supposedly inflicted on him. He was loved, and as much as I try to understand all this, including his illness, I still find it hard to swallow. My head says one thing, and my heart another.
To top all this off, this whole thing has put a wedge between my husband and I. We are even talking about separation. Which I never thought in a million years could happen. I'm heart broken, and feel defeated.
But I want to thank you all for being here for me! Just knowing I have a place to come to let it all out is a HUGE help!
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