ive him money but still wash clothes and provide food. Advice is to stop it all and offer no aid but his visits every 3 weeks or so give me some reassurance that he is still alive. He also accuses his dad and me of some very terrible things that are not true. I just do not recognise this angry, dirty obnoxious person as the little boy I once treasured. I get great support but it is thru spking to other mums going thru this that gives me the most comfort. To swing from such emotion is shattering I worry about him all the time but once he arrives I just cannot wait for him to go. I pray now for all us parents in this position and that one day a trigger will happen and our children will come to their senses. In the meantime I will continue to be tough and say no to all demands – including entry to the family home. I feel so very sad for him and desperate too, but now realise after countless attempts myself that no-one can help him but himself. Take care other mums xx
