The Underlying Current

Once again, the stepson is back home. Of course, he still has the problem but he is learning to hide it very well now. I'm sure that he is afraid that I am going to try to commit him again. hell YEAH I'm going to try to get him committed!

Anyway, my wife said that he was up walking around the house from 0300 to 0500 this morning. When I got up, I realized that my computer bag had been rifled through.

An ending has to occur for this soon - one way or another. Either we have to get him committed or it's him or me. I am not going to put up with this shit much longer.

*sigh*

The Long Walk

Last night, the stepson took off out into the rain at around 10:30. I don't know what time it was when I heard him come crawling back in. It was late. Maybe 2 or 3 am.

I guess that we need to offer him sleeping pills so that he can stay out of the crapper. (When he starts staying up all night is when the paranoia crap starts happening.)

That's all I got today... well, so far.

He's Baaaack!

Over the last week, my stepson has slowly withdrawn from everyone around him. A couple of days ago, he started locking his bedroom door. Then his mom walked into his room and found the windows open - and it was cold as a witch's @#% out there!

Last night, I had emailed home telling my wife that I was heading home and asked she needed anything other than wine. HE answered back on her blackberry requesting beer.

Then last night, he drank an entire bottle of wine and he was smoking in his room. So, I will no longer buy him cigarettes and I think that we are going to move the wine cooler out of the house. I'm thinking that a neighbor might help us with that. Looks like it's time my wife stopped drinking as well.

So, he is now heading down into those depths of his hell again... JUST in time for Christmas. Merry freakin Christmas!

*sigh*