How Do I Get My Son Off Drugs?

I’m trying to stay positive but…
please bear with me

I’ve gotten where I am today because of the decisions I’ve made as a person. I’m 21 years old and I falling behind in the race of life. I’m not the son of parents of responsible natures and any noticeable work ethic. No, I’m the bastard son of an alcoholic woman who brought another five children into the welfare life. Ask statisticians and those with common sense where I’m most likely to end up. Of course I’m not without blame. I hashed out against the circumstances for most of my life only to worsen my own. I’ve been through a lot of stuff because of it.

I called the authorities on my abusive lifestyle in the 6th grade, my family was dispersed into foster care. I excelled in foster care. But then I was given the opportunity to go back to my own family and I did. Eventually I was placed on probation in jr. high and violated the rules. I went to a juvenile facility a city. I excelled there as well. A year or so later I was released to my mother who managed to get all of her children back. Then as she started slipping into her old ways so did I and I ended up in jail. I was there four months keeping completely to myself. Then I got out and had no place to go so I moved in with a childhood friend I disowned for street rat associates.

I lived with him and his mom until I graduated high school two years behind my original class. By then things were going sour at the house between the three of us, partially because of the tension between the mom and I. We did some things we weren’t supposed to together. I graduated with flying colors if i may say so myself. I actually received a scholarship, lead a musical, and ended up in a great relationship with a teacher no less! But my life….what, who, why, how was I even here?! I hadn’t even thought of college, I didn’t know the way of the world, I had no idea how to be an adult.

My relationship with the girlfriend was adulterous and caused problems, I had no clear direction when I got to college and ended up flunking out. Spent that summer homeless most of the time and got back into the school only to get booted this time because I still had no idea what I was doing and got back into smoking and drinking! Now I have a little over 100$ in the bank and my rent is going to be due in a couple weeks along with utility bills and I have no job! On top of that 14k in debt for nothing! The relationship is rocky and she has two daughters, I always said to myself I’d become more than this for my own family and life and I intend to.

I am seriously F’d up right now!!! Someone please help me out?

i am an alcoholic (recovering) and drugs there r so many things i have done wrong in my life they are coming back to haunt me not real ugly bad things just stupid dissions that i made they keep me up at night i feel that everyones life i have come in contact with i destroy or make them unhappy i have bpd along with many other diagnoses i go today to see my theripist i stoped seeing her in dec 2005 but i feel like i am ouy of control and they will send me to a mental hosptal agein i dont want that i am going thru 2nd divorce i have 3 sons i love very much i do not want to live i have searched for a reason but everyone i come into contact with i make them sad or cause confusion i want real answers please i am not a selfish person i feel they would be better off without me i am hurting so bad inside and i want off this rollercoaster it seems like i am getting better then it gets worse i have tryed so many different meds they work 4 awile then stop please help me !i dont know what to do
i take meds i see a doctor thru bhs state funded i can not afford most of my meds i dont have a job i dont have a home i sleep where ever i can w/ family i dont have any friends i am self medicating now i just want to sleep so i dont feel this way but have nightmares would god forgive me if i killed myself or would i go to hell? i dont think it would be worse than how i feel inside now i am really confused i can not take care of animals i can hardly take care of myself day to day

I grew up as the golden child of seven children, the favorite among all. My parents were dealing with an alcoholic adult son and a diliquent teenage son. Then, the alcoholic son got a girl pregnant and the other son had to be bailed out of jail. And guess what I did to twist the knife on my parents’ wounds? I accidentally got pregnant and didn’t marry. My father got cancer a few months later and then he died. Till this day, I feel like I had a lot to do with his death. I know I didn’t cause the cancer, but maybe he was so torn, disappointed, and worried about me and all of the other events that the whole thing blew up in his face. He was and still is one of my best friends, and I fear that I will be forever haunted that I broke his heart.
I am still with the father of the child (we went on to have another). It’s been almost six years and I’ve realized why my father was worried: the father of my children is not the one for me. Nobody in my huge family likes him and/or thinks he’s okay, but not the one for me. I really care about him, but he is very high strung and has emotional outbursts (he yells about things like temporarily using the dining table as a sewing table). I am on the verge of leaving, but I don’t have a job to support myself. I’ve applied to several jobs, but no luck so far. Any advice?

My nephew is 21 and won’t look for a job. When his mother tells him to, he makes her life hell. His father left to live with someone else and is no help. In fact he is the reason why he is worthless. His father’s father was a worthless alcoholic who only worked occasionally. And ended being taken care of by the mother until he died. In fact all of the uncles from that side of the family are or were worthless. The father was abusive and always relied on his mother or my parents to help him and my sister out of being in trouble. He smokes pot all the time so you know that the kids do to. My sister is so neurotic from being in an abusive relationship for 26 years that she can’t or won’t do anything about this now abusive self proclaimed drug addict. She can’t throw him out because she is afraid that he will do something bad to himself. Also he won’t go anyway. Plus he starts trashing everything in the house and then leaves before the cops show up. And even when they do show up, there is nothing that they will do. Plus I don’t think that my sister will really follow therough with anything either.I told my mother that I need to sit that little bastard down and talk to him man to man. But she says don’t rock the boat. All I want to tell him is that it is time to be a man and get a job and start contributing. But the women (my mom and my sister) say all that will do is make things worse. I tell them that I will not be his victim like they are. But sinse I take care of my mother now, one way or the other, I am now. I say that it is time for a man to deal with this and set things straight no matter what anyone thinks. Especially since its my life and my mother’s life that is also being effected here. Sooner or later they will probably end up moving in with me and I won’t have that crap in my house. He says that he is addicted to pot so he can’t work. And he won’t get help. I say that its just an excuse and its time to tell him how it is. But if I do then all hell will break loose. I say let it break. Let him go and experiance the real America. Has anyone else had to put up with this garbage? There was a time when get the hell out! used to work. Now the women say don’t rock the boat and now I’m the bad guy. Sooner or later there comes a time when a man has to step in and clean house. What say you????

so i became a mother at 15,and i didn’t realize what having child was at the moment i did it to please my boyfriend at the time who was 16 we had been together since i was12. after our son he became abusive and addicted to meth so i left him.he then moved t a diff rent state across the country.i then became a single mom at 15 i didn’t have help of my family,only my older sister who i lived with after i got kicked out by my parents when i became pregnant.yrs later my son is 3 and im only 18,and a month ago i got married to a man who i adore and who is wonderful to me and my son,me and my son now have a great life and home,ad i found out im expecting a child with my husband,i also barley graduated hschoolbut i wwasn’table to do what all the other seniors do and i wwasn’table to enjoy eeverything likeprom grad night graduation,,ETC, like my friends did.i now find myseld somewhat depressed i dont know what to do i feel like im going insane,i feel like i made horrible decisions i gave up everything for my son and i dont want to some how blame it on him later on although i know it was my choice to have him,because i love him more than anything.and i feel like escaping atleast for a day,what could i do??
for those who chose to be ride or judge me: i know it was my choice but i know my brain did not work likeit does now i never realized what having a child entitled as dumb as that may sound and of course i dont wwant my kid to follow in my footsteps,i only want advice on how to get my mind off of this or should i go to therapy??what is there to do??

my best friend has a son who is in prison…he gets to come home in june and he has four kids…the two boys are with a friend and the two girls are with their mother’s brother…the mother is also is in prison (for 2 months now) for shoplifting and possession of cocaine…the brother has to go to a custoday hearing in 4 days and if they can’t find a bigger place for all the children (5 total) they will lose the two girls….my best friend asked me if i would move in with her and help her raise the two girls until their dad gets out of prison…i’ve been talking to him and i kind of plan on being with him when he comes home but i’ve never met him personally…i know everyone in his whole entire family, however, and they are the best people in the whole world…i’m only 22 years old and i have no kids of my own…i don’t know if i’m really ready for this responsibility yet or not so if you were in my shoes, what would you do? i’m so confused.

Mature advice only please. I am serious. I need honest mature opinions to this problem. I am trying to save my marriage. I have a big problem. My husband is a recovering alcoholic. He has been sober from alcohol for almost 6 months. He is also addicted to pills, mainly xanax and lortabs. He does good for a while, then relapses. I understand this is one of the hardest addictions to try and stop on your own and I am trying to give him all the support I can to help him through this. The problem is… his mother keeps giving him pills behind my back. He finally confessed it to me and now I am stuck with a hard decision to make. What to do about his mother. Do I cut her out of our lives? She is on parole for drug charges herself as she is an addict.. Family traditions huh? I am so angry, I am considering calling her Parole Officer explaining my situation and informing him that she is still doing drugs and every time they call her in for her drug test, she has been using a detox to pee clean, and the shampoo for the hair follicle test. I know this because she told me this. She has already peed dirty once and she denied it and I guess the PO let it slide. Should I go to her PO and tell him what I know to get her out of our lives and away from my husband? Shouldn’t I do something to keep her away? I need help… Please
I have talked to her repeatedly about giving pills to her son and the last time I talked to her, she said, “Well you know he’s never going to quit taking pills”, so I told her, “Not if you keep supplying them he won’t” and she left mad. She knows how I feel, but she doesn’t care. She has been giving him pills since he was a young child, only then she gave him Valium so he would go to bed early so she could stay up and party with her friends. I know this because my husband told me this. He and I are being honest with each other at last. I hate making my husband feel like he is stuck in the middle as he is going through a hard enough time trying to kick his addictions, but his mother has been an enabler to him for so long now. I told him I don’t want her coming to my home that she is not welcome because I can’t trust her to support him or me in our marriage and his recovery. He and I have been going to a church for a year now to find help through the Lord and trying to get our lives straightened out. The devil keeps sending people in our lives trying to mess things up. And on top of all that, his mother decided to come to our church this morning. But not alone…she had brought along a woman who my husband used to go out with and has recently “befriended”, and she knows I can’t stand her. She is trying to cause problems in my life. How do I put a stop to it

I remember when I was in Kindergarten my mom literally had to pull me off the pole because I didn’t want to go to class because I was afraid of other child. It kind of effected my whole life because when I was in school I never mad any friends. I was teased & taunted all the way up to High School so I decided to drop out of high school when I was in the 10th grade plus I started a new relationship (9 years ago) with my now husband but he is currently incarcarated & I think he might be Bipolar. I was diagnosed with ADD in the 7th grade. 2 years ago I was diagnosed by a doctor (for Child Welfare Services) because I have a bad temper which caused me to lose my son plus the lifestyle we live that makes me think my husband might be bipolar (he smokes crystal meth, uncontrollably spending habbits, can never hold a job etc….) any way like I was saying they said I had Anxiety, Depression & Borderline Personality but do you think my Anxiety could be Social? Can someone help me please?

I was a addict to crack cocaine and the end result of this was loosing a large sum of money and eventually loosing my son to my best friend while I went into treatment. I have finished my treatment and an still attending AA. I am also still going to court over my son on the 22nd. Will things start to straighten out?

He just turned 18. He graduated from military school (was being horrible) in Dec and was doing pretty well for a while. He wanted to join the military or learn a trade. Now he has a friend that he plans to move out with. They say they’re moving across the country to be the next Nirvana. My son is getting his license and buying a car but the friend hasn’t graduated from high school, has no driver’s license and no money. How will they do it? Here’s the kicker: the friend’s dad is a loser who lost his license on DUIs because he’s an alcoholic and he said he’ll pay the way if he can go along (he’s 60). My son is a wild child if he’s around wild people-drinking, getting high. I’ve tried talking sensibly, tried to tell him the pitfalls but I don’t know what else to do. The only thing I can think of is to not take him driving and let him fail his driver’s test. I’m afraid he’ll be needing big time rehab in 6 months being around an old guy who doesn’t care about anything. What can I do? HELP!
Both good answers. But the winner is the first answerer. You are right, time to chill, let go, and be there for support. Thanks

For example, they decided to start drinking and took drugs.

In my opinion, I do not feel sorry for people like this because it was their decision. I do not want to be a hypocrite but if they are my family or close friends; I do feel sorry for them and try to help them, but when I/we try to help consistently over and over, I start losing that feeling and I’ll just tell them, “Go f*ck yourself.”

My mom also works as a nurse in the psych unit and told me this story today…

There was this happy family with one son who was 15, but when the husband died, the mother became depressed and couldn’t work but they had money left for a period of time. So the mother gives the credit cards and debit cards to her son and says to take care of himself while I try to get better. The son starts doing cocaine and buying painkillers off the streets. (What surprised me is that this went on for four years.) So when the mother finds out that there is no money left to pay for the mortgage; shunconcious and calls the police. She tells the story about what happened and they go back and take the son because he was a junkie. So now the son is forced to live alone in a special psychotic home for people who are addicted to drugs.
e tries to kill herself by taking some pills. The son finds her
Now my question is: do you find this story sad or funny?

You’re probably wondering how could a person find this funny. Well.. first, it is a sad thing, but again, the son used HER money on him while he could plainly see that the mother was sick and ill. That is the funny part. How a person could do something stupid while they know that if they do that, they are hurting them more.

This 19 year old is a retard in my book.

I would also appreciate answers from people who have experienced this. Feel free to share any experience also.
I completely do not feel superior. I try to help the people I care about. But when they keep doing it and not learn their lesson, I just tell them, “Your problem now.”

They have made a wrong choice. But I am 100% sure that they have seen and know what it can do, but are still to naive and stubborn to try it.

I am always serious,

And then im just kidding with people,
And I enjoy messing with peoples heads.
Its like I test people

I think Humans Have the ability to do whatever they Can think of. Something Plato Might Of Unlocked the other 90% of our brain.

Well Here it goes.

What if I told you I had A theory about life and how to change it?

I mean Look at all of the Smart people in the history of humans

I think We all can fix the world piece by piece.

I know for a fact that we have some smart people in the government and lets face it I think Ufo’s Have landed No matter what your religion is.

If It takes 1 Unique person out of every generation that has ever lived on this planet to change the world then I think I might of Cracked the Code Of Humanoid life.

I understand why I live Here Now And I Understand Why People Are Born with problems and Our History Of Life.

Or I At Least Think So.

We Use Only 10% of our brains, What Would Happen if we unlock the rest of it?

Madness. I Believe that we as man kind Fucked Up.

I dont know What Were made from but whatever it is how do we find out?

Now This might Twist Your Mind For A Good Minute Second Or Even A lifeTime.

I Have done My Share Of Drugs But Who Hasnt?

But Ive Noticed That Weed Was Planted on earth for a reason.

But How Did We Know How To Surive When We Were Made?

And How Do We Know If There Is A god?

and What about why were here how did the universe start?

Some Of These Answers We Might Not Know For A While.

But I Guarentee We Will Evolve into A New Generation Very Soon.

If This “GOD” IS Truely real then I Cant Wait to see him.

I mean do you really think you will float up into heaven?

I Have A Theory.

Lets Say Hypethetically There Was A god,

Right and Some People Dont Believe In “GOD” Because they think something called the “BIG BANG THEORY” IS REAL.

Now Im Not Proving Anybody wrong but there has to be a God.

And Jesus Might Of been The Musihhah The Son Of God.

It Doesnt Matter.

All we know And Would Like to believe is that we were made out of sand?

Are you serious?

I mean If “God” was Real Or Fake why can we only use 10% of our brain??

And Im Serious about this subject and Ive thinking of something I Would Like To Call The Telepathic (Feelings) Theory.

Now Really How Would We know what to do when Our Nature First Began?

What about human instinct?
Common Sence?
We Have The Technology to make a space shuttle to mars and tape everything on there? but not be able to get to the bottom of the ocean?

I mean If We Were smart As A “Intelegant” Species wouldnt we of searched our planet first?

Wouldnt we want to learn about where we live first?

Now I Know Im Real Young But That Shouldnt Mean Anything.
I Believe That Humans Were Intelegent Before. I believe that we Have Been Around Possibly half as much as “UFO’s”

Now Back to Humans Being telepathic, It Is VERY POSSIBLE.

How do we Have Emotions? Who made us like this and why?

Like seriously we have probebly been on this planet longer than 2000 years.

In Fact It Probebly took us Century’s to be civilized,

Or did it?

Plato was one of The “First” Intelegent Humans Recorded.

Plato Believed That We Only can use 10% of our brain,

And this was even before We knew how to track time. I Believe Along With The telekinesis theory, that we could quite possibly unlock the other 90% of our brain or he already did and is now in a different dimension

Because its very possible that I could be Wrong and that we would never see jesus and maybe nothing happens when we die?

Im Just Saying Everyone Who Tried To Change The world smoked weed and were genius’s.

This Might be a spark of The Nation.

Lmao Take This Seriously People Because I Might of just figured out time travel.

Lol Forget you einstein and you rich japanese people.

If I figured out how to Travel in Dimensions with my mind,

Figure out what else i could do.

Thats why we will never see that day, because the day somebody figures it out Its going to get into the wrong hands.

The point is that we were probebly made by god and Nobodys going to realize the possibility that brings people to there sences.

Thats why Hitler Killed himself, He couldnt take all of the Truth,

And Thats What Seperates The Crazy People That Will Change The World and the People who havnt reached that level of stress in your life,

But Im not crazy I believe Im Going Through A Rough Stage Of Major Mood Swings and possible Crazyness.

Im just spitballing here if anybody And I mean Anybody Knows what im talking about let me know.

Because im probebly never going to act like this again.

Oh And Obama Isnt The AntiChrist,
Well He Might Be So Were Screwed In 2012 Anyways.

Remember Dont Drink And Drive Smoke And Fly.

So why Ive been fliping out for 4 hours is that im triping and I Realize Whats Going on.

My Point Is That Im Not Trying To Change Your Life, Im just Trying To Make everybody realize the possibility in life.

When your in kindergarten and If you have a Teacher And they Tell you You can do anything if you set your mind to it.

Im Just Trying To Prove that anything can happen,

You just have to believe it can happen

Leave Me a comment And let me know how you feel?

Im Trying to put this through everyones head.

Ok im not Jigsaw And i wont Mess with your head and make you wanna kill yourself after watching Barney when your 30 years old and you still live with your mom.

Lmao The Key To Making Happiness Is TO Fufill your life and live it to the fullest.

This goes along with my first question. My son has never had any soda btw. I am just wondering about severe limitation, or putting a stigma on treats. When I was little we had cokes two or three times a week and candy two or three times a week, sometimes more, sometimes less. I and my siblings are all thin, healthy adults with healthy eating habits. My mom never denied or limited us on anything and never said ” You can’t have that because it will make your teeth rot out, or make you fat and unhealthy” I have never raised a child, but I just think of the time I went to my grandmother’s friend’s house when I was little and she had some hershey’s kisses in a jar and my grandma told me I couldn’t have it because it would rot my teeth and so when they weren’t looking I started opening them two at a time and eating it, only because it was forbidden. I am wondering what sorts of things to allow my son to have as he gets older. What are your opinions, thoughts?
I think I will try the parenting section and see what they say too.

where from los angeles, ca.

i never smoke…don’t drink alcohol..
and what things that i should know for getting life insurance? and what is the best coverage? advice pls?

I know Its long, If you think it’s annoyingly long then please just dont read/answer.

I just feel like giving up with life. Not committing suicide as such but Its like this horrible feeling like I cant kill myself because I dont want to but when I feel this way I dont want to go to work I dont want to see anyone or talk about It i just cry and cry and feel awful. Ive had a f*cking shit life but i’ve never used it to gain pity, never told many people about it and never really complained cos theres always someone whos got it 10x worse.

I grew up in a violent household my dad was smoking weed and my sisters were into drugs in their teens. One of them became a heroin addict and had to go to rehab far away from where I lived. She got clean then relapsed 3 years later and died. I have nightmares and flashbacks of the moment the police arrived at my house to tell us she was dead. I didnt speak to her for 3 months before she died because I was bitter about all the horrible things she did to me and my family when the heroin had a hold on her. I just couldnt forgive her so I didnt speak to her and then she spiralled out of control in the space of a few weeks and then she was just gone leaving her son orphaned (his dad is a waster who wants nothing to do with him) at 6 years old so he had to live with my other sister. She was not into drugs except weed but her and her boyfriend grew cannabis and got caught and now he’s looking at a custodial sentence.

I love my sister and her boyfriend is great and a great father to the kids and a great father figure to my nephew but again, I just cant forgive them for what theyve done. They live off benefits and have just moved to a beatiful 3 bed house that hard working people have been waiting years for. My mum has paid hundreds of pounds for things for the house. I wasnt bitter at first but I really am now because I am desperate (really, painfully desperate) to get my teeth fixed as they are slightly crooked, yet she refuses to help me out by paying a couple of monthly installments for the braces (something which, unlike my sister, I would be happy to pay her back for, with interest), Instead telling me I must wait untill I have saved, something which will take months. I was promised we could get the ball rollingin january. If my brother in law goes down I have to move in with my sister and help look after three kids at 18 (she cant drive and I can so I would have to do all the driving – kids to school, sister to community service etc) when half of my mates sit in school all day doing F*ck all and get to go home to a happy, close nit family.

My dad lives in france I hardly see him. I have to live with my grandparents and my mum and have a bad relationship with my nan who uses her age as an excuse to be rude to me and not expect anything back. There have been times i have wanted to punch her because i dislike her alot but I cant because she’s an old lady and i try to respect my elders. And Its HER house not mine so I have to bite my tounge and the frustration kills when i want to just scream at her and I cant because my mum will literally like slap me and stuff If I raise my voice etc.

Im self conciouss and I feel like I would be SO hapy with the way i looked If i could just sort out a couple of things. I work 9-6 monday to friday and I come home and Its just stress stress stress. There is something wrong with me mentally but I cant work out what it is. Its not something obvious I dont think – just something i’ve come to realise myself. I am completely different to other people around me in the way i act. I build up ideas and plans in my head for prettymuch everything and if something goes slightly wrong I get devastated. I will cry if i know friends are out on a friday night and i’m not.

I also get the feeling i am a nicer person than anyone else because im polite, friendly and generous and I dont keep friends for long usually because someone just ends up knocking me down. I have to dumb myself down for people. Im not saying im more intelligent than people but sometimes its just the way i speak like I use big words and i have to stop myself otherwise I look like an idiot.

I am a very nervous and insecure, paranoid person. I want to escape but I just cant. I am not expecting a miracle from anyone on here but some wise words would be of help. What can I do to overcome these feelings? Please no rude comments about my family, they arent perfect but theyre my family none the less.

Thanks
(p.s spelling and grammar might be bad Im in a hurry to get the question out so not gonna bother going through it all)
SundaeRose..Unfortunately not. The area where I live is a very expensive placeto live and I dont have any money saved.

I’m looking for some answers on how to help my brother.He is an alcoholic and is drinking again.He has a 2 year old son and a fiance.His fiance is probally going to leave him now and take there son but, everyone in my family is always worried about my brother, what is he going to do?How much is he going to drink, is he OK.I’m afraid that if we leave him alone he is going to hurt himself or someone else. He is a great liar, he hides his alcohol, have no idea where. I just want to make sure I take all steps in trying to help him incase something bad does happen, I don’t want to have this guilt left on me, that I didn’t try.

I’m looking for some answers on how to help my brother.He is an alcoholic and is drinking again.He has a 2 year old son and a fiance.His fiance is probally going to leave him now and take there son but, everyone in my family is always worried about my brother, what is he going to do?How much is he going to drink, is he OK.I’m afraid that if we leave him alone he is going to hurt himself or someone else. He is a great liar, he hides his alcohol, have no idea where. I just want to make sure I take all steps in trying to help him incase something bad does happen, I don’t want to have this guilt left on me, that I didn’t try.

officers showed up at my residence saying that they were responding to a call about some one smoking weed on the front porch (i don’t have a porch)-smile. they said that they were unsure of the address that they were to respond to (lmao) i told them that they had come to the wrong house one of two officers asked me y would he believe me and i said its simple i don’t have a porch he then told me to shut the f_ ck up and called me a smart asss (smile) u know i had to say something (lol) so i asked him who was he to come to my home and talk to me as if i were some child or something (just kidding) i told him that he needed to get the fu_k out of my yard before i call the police (smile) but b4 they left the other cop ( which was a female ) gave me a piece of paper with they’re names (at my request of course) the male cop got mad and said u r going to jail and i said no i’m not i have not done anything to have to go there and not only am i not going to jail i am not even getting into ur car i said u came to the wrong house and u can’t admit it he then instructed me to put my hands on top of the police car ( i thought he was going to search me but he fooled me and forcefully cuffed my left hand at this time i stood there and held my hands above my head and he said put ur hands behind ur back i said in a calm and cool manner officer i am disabled i have a back condition that will not allow me to put my hands behind my back i said i am not disobeying ur orders i simply can not do that without consequence of muscle spasms i said but however if just must take me to jail please allow me to sit in ur patrol car and i will let u cuff me from the front he said no u r going to do it the way i said or i will fuc_in_ take u down ( i said that would b a mistake) as i have just told u that i am disabled and cannot comply with ur orders i then said i am not being agressive but at the same time i cannot let u cuff me in that manner and then the male office kneed me in my knee forcing me to the ground i was kneed several times to my lower mid and upper back and was told by the male office thats all ur kind is good for is to make like yall hirt yall need to leave that crack alone and get a job (my last two jobs were chief of security at a prison and a substance abuse tech) ( my landlord is the investigator for the DA’S office and my nephue is the head of narcodicsthey were both called to the scene when they arrived they asked the officer what was he doing! (at this time i was covered with mud as i was thrown in the ditch) listen at what his answer was ( I THOUGHT HE WAS FAKING ) LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLOL WELL I WAS TEMPORARY ON THE DISABLED LIST BUT MY DOCTOR said that i was doing alot better and that i would soon be able to try and go back to work some where but because the office THOUGHT i was faking i was returned to crutches for another 11 weeks he tore my acl in my knee (when he took me down) all together now i have 4 ruptured disc in my back both knees are messed up i’m over weight and diagnosed with severe depression my wife has tried suicide 2 times already ( did i tell u that she is disabled 2 ) it is going on 4 yrs ago that this happened to me i have no income and my wife gets 854.00 a month our 20 yr old son takes care of us ( he works at americas pizza thats right ) (pizza hut) still trying to get disability but my wife gets 854.00 that exceeds the house hold limit of 700.00 so that disqualifies me from getting any help from the state or the federal gov but back to the story remember i told u that there were two officers there and when i was thrown to the ground and beat up i looked up at the female officer and said from the looks of things u must think what he is doing is wrong because u choose not to help him
but me i am a citizen and i am asking u to help me this is all a mistake i said u have to help one of us and she froze unable to respond i called out to the neighbors and anyone out there in the street to please call me an ambulance as i was in need of medical attention and then i called out to both officers to call for an ambulance i am in need of medical help ( at this time i requested that the officer take his hands off of me as he was not a medic nor was he a dr listen at this if things got that bad for him to throw me down and beat me Y when the ambulance came y y Y did he take the cuffs off of me and send me to the hospital with no police officers ( thats right they took the cuffs off of me and let me go to the hospital with no police escort like nothing ever happened
i tried to file charges with the city police ,city marshals office, sherriffs office, and the state police the state police said that city should take the charges there since thats where it happened city said no not them because they r the investigating source so they could not do it ( what will become of me )

My ex and I were together for 11 years. When we first got together he was 23 and was partying a lot. He said he used meth recreationally but quit when he met me because I wasn’t okay with that. Well, 2 years ago he ended up leaving me because our relationship had gotten rocky and he met a much younger coworker he was interested in. He remained involved with our son for about a year and a half, although it was mainly only when I would call to ask him to babysit while I worked. Otherwise he would choose a different fun recreational activity to do.

Things didn’t work out with that girl he left me for. She ended up staying with her fiance, got pregnant a couple of months after he left me (by her fiance) and stopped contacting him. He ended up partying a lot, was late to work a bunch and about 9 months ago was fired from his car sales job where he worked for 8 years. He was denied unemployment because they fired him for cause.

Over the summer before he cut off all contact he agreed to watch our son while I worked because he didn’t have a job and said he wanted to help out. He would be late every day (hours late) or wouldn’t show up at all. Then he started canceling visits and stopped coming around altogether.

He now hasn’t seen or talked to our 4 year old son for over 6 months. I filed for child support 2 months ago and he won’t respond to their calls or papers. I sent him a message on facebook requesting property back that is at the residence we used to share (photo albums) and he won’t respond.

I heard from a friend of his that he was arrested and released for marijuana sales and possession a month ago. But I heard that he had a birthday party (his 35th) right after and seemed to be living it up, partying.

I’m shocked at what’s happened. I never thought he would drop our son. I never thought after 12 years with someone you could feel like they’re a complete stranger. I know he has a young girlfriend, but I think he’d miss his son, and I think he was seeing her for a while before he cut off contact, so I don’t think it’s that.

I wonder if him being late and acting so irresponsible, etc. could be the result of him starting to use drugs (harder drugs) again?

well, my dad died when i was 2, he shot himself. my mom started binge drinking after that and when i was 5 she started using heroin. she’d leave me at my grandma’s and then she’d go off and get high with various people.

she od’d when i was 11 and died. my grandma got sole custody of me, but it really messed me up. she wasn’t that old — 60, but i could tell she didn’t want me around. she was very religious and hated my mother and by extension — me. when i was 13 i got pregnant. my grandma was mad, but for some reason it totally changed her. i wanted to give it up for adoption, and she was with me 100%. i had a healthy baby boy who was adopted by a loving couple. they send me photos every year and i’ve seen him a few times. but there was a part of me that longed for my baby. so when i was 16, i asked my boyfriend if i could get pregnant. he said no, but i tricked him (wont go into details but it was mean and gross) and i got pregnant. i was happy, and told my grandma it was an accident and that i wanted to keep it. but i miscarried at 2 months, 3 weeks and a day. after that i got depressed, my boyfriend dumped me and i started cutting.

my grandma was worried about me and ultimatley i got send to an institution. it worked for me, and a year and a half later i was bunch better. i still missed my son and my misscarried baby, but i was no longer depressed. i got my high school diploma at 19, and then i got a degree to be a dental technician. i started working there when i was 20. i had a 1 night stand and it got me pregnant when i was 24. i decided to keep it. the dad i was pissed at me, and he threatened me with a knife. i called the cops and got a restraining order. he didn’t obey it and almost killed me. but he got 7 years in jail and i moved across the country. when i was 25, my daughter martine was born. i still worried about her father, and i finally moved us to canada. we are still there.

now martine is 2 1/2, i’m almost 28 and i’m engaged to a great guy. it definently turned around in the end.