Thanksgiving Weekend 2010 -- The LONGEST Weekend
We went over to a friend's house to celebrate Thanksgiving together. He continually asked when we were leaving. I had to come home and get something that we had forgotten but left without him knowing. When I came to the house, I quickly went through his room and found cigarettes, lighter, and a condom hidden in his pillow case. I took the items located and then returned to the friends' house.That evening, when we returned home, he went to his room and we could hear him throwing things around his room. He kept coming out very nervous and then going back in,. Then he told us that he was going to bed. 15 minutes later, I checked his room and he was gone. We called the police department again and filed a missing person report.
We drove all over looking for him. He finally came in at about 10:30 and we got in an argument of where he was and what he was doing. He had been told that he was grounded and was not to go anywhere all weekend because of the trouble he had been in lately. He told us that we could not tell him what to do. He went on that we had taken everything away from him and would not even give him spending money. We are not really parents because we are only providing him a room to sleep in and food to eat. A good parent takes better care of their kids than that, we tried explaining that he has lost everything because of the consequences because of his actions. He finally went to his room and fell asleep, We check on him several times and then one time, he was gone again. This time, he was gone until about midnight Sunday night. We had a complete weekend, without any sleep.
We realized that we needed help. We could not do this on our own. We started contacting several places and the cost of way out of our budget. Ones that took insurance, required a two day pysch visit at the hospital. We contact such resources as the Dr. Phil show and other resources trying to get help. This is the start of our emails that I am putting into blog form.
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