BuffalogalNew Contributor
This is not my son.
My son decided to try marijuana when he was 14 going on 15. It went on for a while before we found out and thought we had put a stop to it. Fast forward to June this year and he went through a very bad breakup. Found out he was still smoking, and he told us he had been hearing voices for a number of years. We got him into CAMHS, on anti psychotic meds now.
The person who lives in my house is not my son. He is self centred, angry, hates going to school, hates going to work, never happy at home. I’m sick of the fake smiles and token love you’s. We do everything in our power to try and help him. I’ve had enough. I feel so guilty that i want him out of my house, but that’s how I feel. I’m done. My heart breaks because I know I’ll never have my sweet loving son back. This will sound awful but sometimes I wish he was dead ‘cause then I could grieve and move on.
Am I the only one who has felt like this?