Monday, July 13, 2009
Another Night, Another Fight
It is immediately apparent when my son is stoned. He has walked in the door. Stoned again. Now I must choose. Do I confront him and begin another battle where there are never any winners, or do I go to bed and silently cry myself to sleep? I'm so tired of the fighting. So. Fucking. Tired. If this were your son, what would you do?
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Oh, that's really tough. I don't have any answers. I'm kind of in denial about life after age 10. I wish I could help. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteI confront. I never give him an inch of peace about it and I always make the fact that I know and he is not fooling anyone known...
ReplyDeleteSomedays though, I take a minute to decide what to do, because some days my serenity and peace is weighed against the havoc that the confrontation will wreck.