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This pains me to ask for help. I am usually the one helping others.
My son, myself and our small dog are living in a house with a meth addict.
He was my fiance until I broke it off two months ago. We dated in high school and were very much in love. I thought he was that same person, at least at the core. He is not. I have been lied too, manipulated and gaslighted for 15 months. I trusted him to have our best interest at heart, again, he did not.
I have a zero drug policy and he knew this coming into the relationship. I don't want my son being exposed to drugs, and he has no desire to try them. This narcissistic ex honestly thought I would keep forgiving him for disappearing overnight to smoke his meth. He got a huge surprise the third time when I told him it was over. Thankfully my son and I were out of town. He never did it around us, and tried to keep me from seeing him all jacked up. That was then, this is now.
Things have accelerated. He came in at 415 a.m. this morning, Thanksgiving, and we had an altercation. He was so high his whole body was jerking. I was never exposed to this nasty, useless drug so I did some research. Apparently it's called twerking. Seriously? I don't get it!
I am not a woman that is fearful of things, people or circumstances, but he scared me this morning. My heart was pounding, I couldn't breathe, I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I have asked him to stay away from the house until we can get out. He has already moved on with someone else (she has my sympathy), so he was staying away from the house, now he is not. I believe I broke up a planned meth party on Wednesday when he came home because he was shocked, and high, to see us home. We were supposed to go see my son's dad in NC who has Stage 4 Prostate Cancer for Thanksgiving. We cancelled our trip due to Covid.
Currently, I do not have a job, but I do have a couple leads. I am seeking, hoping, praying for enough funds to get us into our own place, and at least get my brakes fixed. I have been looking at 55 and over apartments that would take my 17 year old son. One place would since he is going off to college in the fall, but there are five people ahead of me on the wait list. This wait list does not move quickly, the leasing agent said. I have looked at trailer parks, and small one bedroom apartments, even though we need a two bedroom. Anything to get out of here. I have also offered to trade room and board for some rent in exchange for living in someone's basement, or a wing of their house. I can run errands, cook, clean and be a taxi.
My son's tuition is past due. The school is working with me, they have been fabulous. This is the best thing that has come out of this nightmare. He is at a Catholic High School on the southside of Indy, and he loves it. That and my two dogs had a backyard. We had to put our beloved 20 year old dog down three weeks ago. We are still grieving, especially Penny, his 10 lb. sweet sister.
When it rains, it pours. I just found out my son's car needs almost $1400 worth of work, but I was warned there is an oil light issue and the cost could be much bigger. My son has his drivers license and if they go back to school can drive himself, if he has a car. I'm hoping we don't have to move too far from my son's school, if it can be helped. I don't want him driving a long distance on the interstate, especially in bad weather being a new driver. I need back brakes on my car, and all four of my motor mounts are broken. I have been driving it like this for months. The mechanic said it would be ok to drive it with broken mounts...I'm not feeling confident in that any longer.
I'm almost 62 years old and I never thought in a million years this would EVER be my life. I was a happy single Mom with a great kid and a lovely townhome until I decided to take a chance on love. My son has always been my priority so dating was never a priority. I did not want someone telling me how to raise my son. He is an AWESOME person with a beautiful soul and it is killing me to put him through this. My son's heart is amazing and he has so much empathy for the ex, a whole lot more than I do.
Normally, we would be putting up our Christmas tree tomorrow and decorating the house. The only decorating I'm doing is packing boxes. I want to be ready. I found a storage unit for $38. I may put our stuff in there and find us a hotel/motel. My son starts a Christian Retreat through the high school on Tuesday 12/1. He said he could drive from wherever we are, but we only have one car so that won't work everyday.
Things are tough for so many, especially at the holidays. But me, my son and our sweet dog would appreciate anything to move us forward.
God Bless. Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Wishing you and your family a great holiday season!
Kim E.
My son, myself and our small dog are living in a house with a meth addict.
He was my fiance until I broke it off two months ago. We dated in high school and were very much in love. I thought he was that same person, at least at the core. He is not. I have been lied too, manipulated and gaslighted for 15 months. I trusted him to have our best interest at heart, again, he did not.
I have a zero drug policy and he knew this coming into the relationship. I don't want my son being exposed to drugs, and he has no desire to try them. This narcissistic ex honestly thought I would keep forgiving him for disappearing overnight to smoke his meth. He got a huge surprise the third time when I told him it was over. Thankfully my son and I were out of town. He never did it around us, and tried to keep me from seeing him all jacked up. That was then, this is now.
Things have accelerated. He came in at 415 a.m. this morning, Thanksgiving, and we had an altercation. He was so high his whole body was jerking. I was never exposed to this nasty, useless drug so I did some research. Apparently it's called twerking. Seriously? I don't get it!
I am not a woman that is fearful of things, people or circumstances, but he scared me this morning. My heart was pounding, I couldn't breathe, I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I have asked him to stay away from the house until we can get out. He has already moved on with someone else (she has my sympathy), so he was staying away from the house, now he is not. I believe I broke up a planned meth party on Wednesday when he came home because he was shocked, and high, to see us home. We were supposed to go see my son's dad in NC who has Stage 4 Prostate Cancer for Thanksgiving. We cancelled our trip due to Covid.
Currently, I do not have a job, but I do have a couple leads. I am seeking, hoping, praying for enough funds to get us into our own place, and at least get my brakes fixed. I have been looking at 55 and over apartments that would take my 17 year old son. One place would since he is going off to college in the fall, but there are five people ahead of me on the wait list. This wait list does not move quickly, the leasing agent said. I have looked at trailer parks, and small one bedroom apartments, even though we need a two bedroom. Anything to get out of here. I have also offered to trade room and board for some rent in exchange for living in someone's basement, or a wing of their house. I can run errands, cook, clean and be a taxi.
My son's tuition is past due. The school is working with me, they have been fabulous. This is the best thing that has come out of this nightmare. He is at a Catholic High School on the southside of Indy, and he loves it. That and my two dogs had a backyard. We had to put our beloved 20 year old dog down three weeks ago. We are still grieving, especially Penny, his 10 lb. sweet sister.
When it rains, it pours. I just found out my son's car needs almost $1400 worth of work, but I was warned there is an oil light issue and the cost could be much bigger. My son has his drivers license and if they go back to school can drive himself, if he has a car. I'm hoping we don't have to move too far from my son's school, if it can be helped. I don't want him driving a long distance on the interstate, especially in bad weather being a new driver. I need back brakes on my car, and all four of my motor mounts are broken. I have been driving it like this for months. The mechanic said it would be ok to drive it with broken mounts...I'm not feeling confident in that any longer.
I'm almost 62 years old and I never thought in a million years this would EVER be my life. I was a happy single Mom with a great kid and a lovely townhome until I decided to take a chance on love. My son has always been my priority so dating was never a priority. I did not want someone telling me how to raise my son. He is an AWESOME person with a beautiful soul and it is killing me to put him through this. My son's heart is amazing and he has so much empathy for the ex, a whole lot more than I do.
Normally, we would be putting up our Christmas tree tomorrow and decorating the house. The only decorating I'm doing is packing boxes. I want to be ready. I found a storage unit for $38. I may put our stuff in there and find us a hotel/motel. My son starts a Christian Retreat through the high school on Tuesday 12/1. He said he could drive from wherever we are, but we only have one car so that won't work everyday.
Things are tough for so many, especially at the holidays. But me, my son and our sweet dog would appreciate anything to move us forward.
God Bless. Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Wishing you and your family a great holiday season!
Kim E.
Organizer
Kim Elzea
Organizer
Indianapolis, IN
