I’m here, I’m alive and I’m sober.
Day 114.
Once again I haven’t checked in here for a while, like 24 days.
Our tweenie (my husbands 12 y/o fot those who remember) has nearly had me to the breaking point, where I lost every will to even try to get out of bed in the morning. I used to love Christmas and go all in, this year I barley put up the decorations. Every time she gets out of bed or even enters a room she drags everyone down. It’s gotten to the point that after more than 20 years side by side going through everything I told my husband that of things doesn’t get better they gotta move out. I can’t sleep because she’s sneaking around at night going into the boys room, stealing things, lies, manipulates, getting into fights, and no matter how much we purge her closet for inappropriate clothes (Items that shows more skin that would make and adult throwed out from a club for showing to much) she finds a way to cut her existing clothes, even if we hide all sharp objects. Or gets inappropriate clothing in an other way.
I’m afraid that she’ll eventually hurt anyone because she’s got no compassion or care for others at all. We even need to portion her food during dinner otherwise she would take it all by herself. And there’s no table manners whatsoever, she makes more noise than a cartoon character eating. I’m getting sick even being in the same room, no matter what we say she doesn’t even try to change or do better. She just says we can go to hell because that’s the way she is.
My husband is spoiling her and mostly let her be. Yesterday when they had a meeting with the family council about the custody she demanded to talk to them by herself and started saying that we don’t treat her well and is unfair because she can’t be on social media or use her computer or phone. Which she hadn’t access to when she moved in because she can’t handle it. We decided to give her a chance but once again she proved that she can’t handle it so she lost that privilege pretty quick. The lady in the family council said to the tweenie that if it was really bad here she could contact the social lical services for her. And later while she was talking to my husband again she said that it isn’t unusual that they can’t handle social media in that age, and that she won’t call social services about it because we’re doing the right thing. Another day last week tweenie claimed that she hurt herhand days ago, used make up to make it look blue and went to the school nurse saying she got hurt. When she got home and my husband was at work she said her hand really hurt but managed to steal back her computer with the “hurt” hand and when I asked about it she complained to my husband about me being mean and won’t believe that she was hurt. Next day the bandage was gone throwed at the floor upstairs and the hand was normally functioning again.
Yesterday I totally lost it after the family council meeting, her teacher calling amd said she’d been into a fight with a boy in school and the boys father was about to call us. Asking her about the ahe responed with breaking the desk in her room which was given to my now 18 y/o from my grandmother when she passed away last year.
I locked myself into my room and cried for hours, had a heart to heart talk with my husband and Tweenies mother. We never liked each other because the mother is very much like her kid in an adult version, but for once we seems to be on the same side. The mother confessed that this behavior is one of the reasons tweenie can’t live with her, and one of the reasons that two foster care families (the last one right before she came to us) have eventually given up on caring for her. Because she makes herself impossible in all ways possible. In the last foster care home they where afraid that she would hurt their newborn baby, and the father of that family eventually told his wife that she had to make a choice, between caring for tweenie or her newborn kid and husband. You guys know the rest from here.
After talking to her mother and my husband I did something I never thought I would do, I turned back to my old church for parental advice. They recommended clear rules and to point out selfish acts like taking all the food with questions like If I ate all the food without asking if you wanted some more, how would that make you feel"?
And that we have to make Clear that actions have consequences. I would never hit or hurt a child and in difference from when I was a kid they didn’t recommend that either. Thank God. Instead they recommend looking at things differently. In their way if looking at things everything is a privilege, as a parent you are required to make sure your kid are being cared for properly, food, clothes, love, health, and all essential needs like a bed, own room if that’s possible and so on. Everything else like special brand clothes, jewelries, a fancy bag, going out with friends, pocket money, social media, acess to tv and Netflix is a privilege. Behaving like a jerk will make you loose privileges like that.
I have no idea if that’s the right way to go, but I’m willing to give everything a try now before I totally break.
On top of that a close friend of our family passed away in Covid-19 this Wednesday and his wife is currently very sick and at the hospital getting help to breathe. We’ve got new stricter restrictions and my husband who usually isn’t afraid of the devil himself is terrified and prefers to not even leave the house.
I’m sorry for being absent and than just log on to pour everything out like this. Unfortunately I have no other place to Adress it.
I’m feeling a little better today, trying to get into Christmas spirit, putting up some extra decorations, playing Christmas music, wearing Christmas clothes, and praying (Yes I know, I’ve never been much of a prayer since I left church but if it helps I’m willing to try) that things will be better. Because I don’t want to give up about tweenie.
I hope each one of you gets the most amazing Christmas and new years ever.
Big hugs from Sweden, keep on fighting everyone I lf I can stay sober, so can you.