**** her, She’s made her bed and she can lay in it. Our son was a pleasure up to the age of 7. He’s 33 now. Then his sister was born and by the age of 9 he was a shit of the highest order. I wont go into the saga of crap that he bought into our lives, suffice to say that I doubt that I know half of it. my wife shielded me from a lot of his behaviour.
When he was 14 he placed himself in care. he had a friend in care who egged him on. He never set foot in the house again.
That day we dad social services round for a short visit. I kept them on the doorstep and they soon cleared off. Mrs Z had endless meetings with the SS and she arrive when there’d be 10 or 12 of them in a meeting with her. She’d come home in tears as they simply wouldn’t accept our side of the story. I suggested that she stopped going to the meetings, which she did.
I did throw one of them out of the house early on as she was insistent that no child would make up his story.
Endless lies, twisting events around to look as though he was constantly the victim of hatred. Eventually the truth came out, the sheer volume of bullshit was what undid his lies. Together with the total lack of evidence from doctors, teachers neighbours etc. All of whom he’d involved.
Within days of him leaving the atmosphere at home was greatly improved. My wife was happier as was our daughter.
After 2-3 years the SS asked for him to be allowed back home. I asked them what had changed? They couldn’t say. I said that I wasn’t prepared to have him back unless the issues had been resolved. They never bothered to reply.
I met him at the age of 18 to drive him to Catterick as he’d joined the army. We never spoke throughout the long drive. He’d built bridges with his mum, since torn down of course, but they were getting on well.
We went back to see his passing out parade. Mrs Z watched it. His sister and I went to Seaton Carew for the afternoon. I’m not sure what would have been worse. 😀
I can honestly say that I seldom think about him and have no desire to restore an relationship with him. He’s had no contact with his mother or sister for well over 10 years.
Just because someone is family doesn’t mean that their crap has to be tolerated. Sometimes you’re just better off giving up.