As mothers day approaches, I can't help but reflect on my success as a parent. Well, I don't think anyone would really call it a success. We're both alive, the house hasn't burned to the ground & neither of us are in jail...yet. Unfortunately, I think that is the fast track he has put himself on.
I wish I had been a stricter parent. Instead of appreciating what he has, he expects me to buy him whatever he wants and that's just not feasible anymore. He has no respect for himself, me, others or anything that is around him.
I've created an exact replica of the teens I hate so much. He's rude, lazy & inconsiderate...among other things. And I have nobody to blame but myself.
Since September, he's been suspended at least 6 times, expelled from one school, put on probation for truancy & suspended from the alternative school. Sad to say, I don't think anything short of a stint in a youth home or correctional facility will do him any good now.
Sadly, I no longer have the energy to fight his battles for him. All I can do is try to make him see reason. If he chooses to disregard my advice...and that of his case worker, teachers & probation officer....I can no longer help him.
He's going to have to learn the hard way.
