Taking basic disciplinary actions to try to gain control over my out of control son has now made me the enemy. He wants his father. His father who has never, since the day he was born, taken the slightest interest in him, or even cared.
I took his phone, video games, and his friends away from him for getting into an “altercation” at school. How dare I. The nerve!
I have now become the enemy, and my husband – well he is just basically non-existent and is ignored by my son. I am lost. Last night on the couch he refused to do the dinner dishes and looked directly at my husband and said “no, you have nothing else to take from me so I’m not doing it.” I thought I’d die.
Who is this kid I have raised? What the hell has he become and why am I the target of his anger? I have raised him, loved him, supported him, and done everything within my power to make up for the father that never loved him.
Now he wants to move in with the father he doesn’t know, the father he’s never had a relationship with, the father who is incapable of giving him a good, safe, loving home. The father he calls by name instead of “dad.”
I am so completely lost, pissed, hurt, frustrated. How can I spend 14 years struggling to raise a good kid, and now the man who never cared is glorified?
Lord help me.
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