Ok here’s the thing.
I love my son. He is the best thing in the world to me. He suffers from depression and has tried to commit suicide on more than one occasion. After a litany of ‘situations,’ in his life. We finally got a phone call from him to say he had lost his job and had to move out of where he was living.
We as parents were delighted as we wanted him to leave that place anyway it was making him so miserable. I felt certain that if we got him home we could finally be given the opportunity to help him.
He returned. This is when I realised that not only was he not in a ‘good place,’ in his mind. He seems to be blaming me for it all. I am racking my brains to think what I have done to deserve this as he has not lived with us for as he says 14 years. So as you can see he is not a child but a man acting like a child.
Why do I say this. Because when he is with his father he is the happy go lucky Son we brought up. When he is with me alone. He is a nightmare beligerant man who is mean. Example yesterday he awoke came downstairs and said that he wanted his trousers mended. I said I would get around to it today. He said “I been waiting a week!” I said leave it where it is and I will do it.
I spoke to him and said that the tone he was using with me was not acceptable as I know he does not mean it but it comes across as he considers me subservient to him. That’s how he makes me feel. This lead to a tirade from him and he stormed out of the house.
I sent him a text apologising if he felt offended and could I have his trousers as I had retrieved the sewing box to mend them.
In the evening he returned and said he had ‘chucked them out.’ Then he deliberately did not eat any of the dinner I cooked and stayed in his room for the night.
I again apologised if I did something wrong. This morning I got up (usually I get up at 4 am), as hubby starts work early. Our Son was already up and accused me of checking up on him. I explained it is my usual time to get up. Later in the morning. I placed the washing in the machine. Set it to 50 mins.
My son came downstairs he specifically asked me how much longer the machine would take. I said about another 45 mins. He explained he wanted to use the machine before he went to University and I should tell him when its available.
I walked into the kitchen when he left he had deliberately turned the dial around on the machine so it would wash for over 3 hrs! I had to stop the machine and turn off the programme. Take sodding wet cloths out of it and then told him the machine was ready. He came down and saw that it had stopped. I actually heard him says that he underestimated me!
He then Washed out the machine (running it on empty). Before putting a load in. I know he did it on purpose.
This is what he does and when I finally rise to the bait. I am made to feel like it’s the world worst thing I could do as he then stays in his room and does not emerge except to go to university. Its like he’s deliberately making himself feel isolated. And all I asked him to do was to respect me a little more in his speech.
This spitefulness does not occur when his father is at home only when we are alone. The other day we had some problems and I (because I sleep with a machine), made an oxygen tent and fell alsleep exhausted. During the night someone ripped the tent and I actually heard him say. If I carn’t get a good nights sleep why should she! And I am his mother!
Am I being unreasonable. I am trying to understand honest I am. When we got him home we paid for the removal we travelled 180 miles to get him home. We told him that if he goes to university we would help and that he did not have to worry about bills etc. We are not rich but we are keeping up our end. He even got us buying his cloths and new furniture for his room. And then he goes to his relatives and then blames us for being what they term as the poor relations. He acts as if he hates us for it.
I know it’s his depression. But I am getting not only stick from him but from his dad too as he says I am expecting too much from him. And that if anything goes wrong it must be my fault. His father will agree with anything he says because he is so scared it will make him go off. I am scared too but if he wants to cope with life the last thing I am going to be is dishonest with him. He needs to consider other people’s feelings when he does things. And that compromising and help comes from those who work together as a team to achieve the goal. Not this is what I do and I don’t care about anyone else. I never gave him that philosophy when he was at home. This is what has developed in the last 14 years away from home. But I am trying to understand. It’s just when he’s mean like that even I am getting worried with how far would he take it just to get his own back for something I may have said or did that he would take offence to.
Should I be worried?
I love my son. He is the best thing in the world to me. He suffers from depression and has tried to commit suicide on more than one occasion. After a litany of ‘situations,’ in his life. We finally got a phone call from him to say he had lost his job and had to move out of where he was living.
We as parents were delighted as we wanted him to leave that place anyway it was making him so miserable. I felt certain that if we got him home we could finally be given the opportunity to help him.
He returned. This is when I realised that not only was he not in a ‘good place,’ in his mind. He seems to be blaming me for it all. I am racking my brains to think what I have done to deserve this as he has not lived with us for as he says 14 years. So as you can see he is not a child but a man acting like a child.
Why do I say this. Because when he is with his father he is the happy go lucky Son we brought up. When he is with me alone. He is a nightmare beligerant man who is mean. Example yesterday he awoke came downstairs and said that he wanted his trousers mended. I said I would get around to it today. He said “I been waiting a week!” I said leave it where it is and I will do it.
I spoke to him and said that the tone he was using with me was not acceptable as I know he does not mean it but it comes across as he considers me subservient to him. That’s how he makes me feel. This lead to a tirade from him and he stormed out of the house.
I sent him a text apologising if he felt offended and could I have his trousers as I had retrieved the sewing box to mend them.
In the evening he returned and said he had ‘chucked them out.’ Then he deliberately did not eat any of the dinner I cooked and stayed in his room for the night.
I again apologised if I did something wrong. This morning I got up (usually I get up at 4 am), as hubby starts work early. Our Son was already up and accused me of checking up on him. I explained it is my usual time to get up. Later in the morning. I placed the washing in the machine. Set it to 50 mins.
My son came downstairs he specifically asked me how much longer the machine would take. I said about another 45 mins. He explained he wanted to use the machine before he went to University and I should tell him when its available.
I walked into the kitchen when he left he had deliberately turned the dial around on the machine so it would wash for over 3 hrs! I had to stop the machine and turn off the programme. Take sodding wet cloths out of it and then told him the machine was ready. He came down and saw that it had stopped. I actually heard him says that he underestimated me!
He then Washed out the machine (running it on empty). Before putting a load in. I know he did it on purpose.
This is what he does and when I finally rise to the bait. I am made to feel like it’s the world worst thing I could do as he then stays in his room and does not emerge except to go to university. Its like he’s deliberately making himself feel isolated. And all I asked him to do was to respect me a little more in his speech.
This spitefulness does not occur when his father is at home only when we are alone. The other day we had some problems and I (because I sleep with a machine), made an oxygen tent and fell alsleep exhausted. During the night someone ripped the tent and I actually heard him say. If I carn’t get a good nights sleep why should she! And I am his mother!
Am I being unreasonable. I am trying to understand honest I am. When we got him home we paid for the removal we travelled 180 miles to get him home. We told him that if he goes to university we would help and that he did not have to worry about bills etc. We are not rich but we are keeping up our end. He even got us buying his cloths and new furniture for his room. And then he goes to his relatives and then blames us for being what they term as the poor relations. He acts as if he hates us for it.
I know it’s his depression. But I am getting not only stick from him but from his dad too as he says I am expecting too much from him. And that if anything goes wrong it must be my fault. His father will agree with anything he says because he is so scared it will make him go off. I am scared too but if he wants to cope with life the last thing I am going to be is dishonest with him. He needs to consider other people’s feelings when he does things. And that compromising and help comes from those who work together as a team to achieve the goal. Not this is what I do and I don’t care about anyone else. I never gave him that philosophy when he was at home. This is what has developed in the last 14 years away from home. But I am trying to understand. It’s just when he’s mean like that even I am getting worried with how far would he take it just to get his own back for something I may have said or did that he would take offence to.
Should I be worried?