Tim called her yesterday (she lives in Texas, which is why we moved him down there several years ago). She texted back that she's sent him $5,000 in the past few months and she doesn't know what he did with it and she can't keep helping him until he actually helps himself.
When I read that text, I about lost my damn mind. Not at his mom; at Dude. I don't know what the actual fuck is going on with him, but he has pissed away every chance he's gotten and then chalks it up to "bad luck". Driving drunk is not "bad luck," my dude.
We'll make him breakfast and he can get a shower (I'm not actually a monster), but he needs to get the fuck out today. I might just go grocery shopping while Tim gets him the hell out of here.
Dang, I haven't double-posted in a while!
I don't blame her, but I'm sorry he wound up on your doorstep again. And yeah, drunk driving is NOT bad luck.
Oh, I don't blame her, either. Not one bit. Her reaction is totally understandable.
Ugh, I'm sorry this is happening Steph. I don't think you're a monster at all. I imagine I'd feel the same if I were put in your position.
Teppy, you are not a monster. This person has been given opportunities and help and has squandered them - his choice. Time for tough love.
In completely other news - we had our first Denver Comic Con meeting of our volunteer services leadership team. My manager from the last con has shifted positions so we are restructuring our team a bit. They want two managers for the next con and my fellow coordinator and I were suggested to apply for those positions. K said she wanted to stay as a coordinator but that she would be happy to work under me. So I got promoted to manager.
They are going to post the other manager position and my old coordinator position. Will be interesting to see who applies. I'm honored and overwhelmed at the new role. Thankfully I'm friends with the two people I report to and both said they would walk me through my new responsibilities.
I'm just waiting to get him fed (Tim is making eggs right now) and then he has got to go. I'm definitely going grocery shopping as soon as I eat, because I do not want to deal with this at all.
It's super fortuitous that I started Prozac a while ago, because it really is keeping me from totally losing my shit or being paralyzed with stress. Yay, drugs.
Yes, calmly exiting to go grocery shopping is a good plan. When we have confrontations with #1 son DH has to exit and let me deal because it works better that way. Two people = ganging up on him. One on one works better.
Bonny, you and your friend are in my thoughts. I wish you both as much peace as possible through the balance of her life. You are extraordinarily lucky to have each other.
