Mar 232021
 

So my son has decided that this world is not good enough for him. Damn 17 year olds and High School anyway. We got to deal with him being sullen and bitchy through December, and finally getting violent toward his younger brother. That led to a round of mental health intervention, and a visit to his doctor. That didn’t go so well, and we had to watch him and put away all of the kitchen knives and ropes and medicine and other things that he could hurt himself with.

But that wasn’t enough for my son, no, he had to get to the doctor again and scare the poor guy so bad that he was put into the ER and finally to an inpatient psych facility on suicide watch. *^&&^er. That was a hard week. We would get updates from the social worker and the psychaiatrist that told us my son didn’t want to try to get better and we had to watch him closer.

He finally came home and was a bit better, and things seemed to be going ok, until I got a call at work that my wife was taking him to the hospital because the son of a bitch skipped school, went to Wal-Mart and took a whole big bottle of ibuprophen. One of the things he said he would never try because overdoes didn’t always succeed. I couldn’t do much so I stayed at work and ranted. And raved. and plotted painful things to do to my own son.

He went from the ER to the ICU because he was delirious, vomiting, and could have trouble breathing. He managed to get through all of that but doesn’t remember any of it. *&^%^$er. He couldn’t even pee for a while, at least he had to be cathed 7 times and he remembers how uncomfortable that was. He didn’t need a ventilator and ultimately didn’t have any kidney or liver or heart damage. I want to still give him brain damage. With Dr. Justin’s new Axe Handle Therapy.

He went to another inpatient psych unit after that. With a suicide attempt he has screwed himself out of so many opportunities in his life. Allfor attention and the hatred of me and my wife. (^%*er. He spent a week there facing hard truths and hopefully seeing his crap for what it is.

He wants to leave home as soon as he turns 18. He will fail at it. He is not prepared for life. No, I don’t want him to leave. I am not kicking him out. but the (^&*&%er is going to do it anyway just to spite me and my wife. He is home now, and we are trying to figure out all of this life again. He has lost all trust, most priveleges and his debit card.

I don’t know what to do most of the time now. I vacillate between wanting to let him just go, locking him in a closet, or handcuffing him to the bed. I wan’t things to be normal, or at least better. I don’t want the axe handle therapy to be a real thing, but it may or may not be sitting right next to my bed.

All in all, this world is falling fast to the depths of hell. With so many kids getting down and suicide being a thing that is nearly socialliy acceptable that is so far from right it is not funny. These kids think that they can get some attention and get what they need without working on it themselves and trying. Let’s give these kids everything and teach them to quit when things start to get hard. Yea that was a great plan. If you try to push the kids to be normal and learn how to work they bitch to their friends and then this shit happens.

It is all screwed up for sure. What do you all think?

-Justin

Justin

Justin is the young Coot with a Cantankerous Soul who continues to be educated by older, more cootish Ralph and Bob. His Cantankerosity is his own.

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  3 Responses to “It’s all a &^$*ing load of $#!^”

  1. I don’t know what you can do. But there are many with the same problem and no answer . Something is happening to this generation.that has chosen to do as you describe. Dr Phil show has helped some.

  2. Justin, Sorry about your son. My #1 is ready to leave his second addiction treatment. Serenity prayer helps me. I care but it is his problem. Fixing myself is the only thing I am capable of and I’m pretty poor at that.

    • Apparently I am now laxpateca6dfcb7 but I used to be Ralph- one of the cantankerous old coots.

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