Maybe even the exercise will work out, if I am not too tired after work. Quoting the Beatles…. “It’s just another day”.
Talked to my son yesterday. He was receptive. I asked him to leave our home 2 1/2 days ago. Ugly story. I hoped he would meet with me and found out that he would. I bought him a sandwich and soda. He hadn’t eaten all day. He is now enormously aware of exactly how much money and goods he has in the world. We removed all financial support, including that for college. He will need to work for now. It was astounding how much thinking he had done in 2 days. I said we were willing to help him with college someday, but not now. This semester is off the table.
My husband paid entirely for his own education and I paid for only a small portion of mine. I paid for my second oldest daughters based on grade proration, and she worked so hard. She graduated in the spring. I am proud of her. The oldest had a full ride scholarship and banged out a bachelor’s and master’s in 4 years, so she earned her way. I am pleased with her work and not so pleased with her moral choices. She shows such immaturity there. Most people here would argue those, I am sure, but I have very high expectations.
Anyway he plowed through all the stages
- Denial (this isn’t happening to me!)
- Anger (why is this happening to me?)
- Bargaining (I promise I’ll be a better person if…)
- Depression (I don’t care anymore)
- Acceptance (I’m ready for whatever comes)
as far as I can tell in 2 days. He appears to be at an unhappy acceptance. He is making plans to talk to the university monday morning and look for a job on the two days he has off next week from his summer work. Next friday we take back the use of our car, but he has one month’s rent (we had already paid because he was going to school : ( ), one week’s work money and some change from his summer work, and the town he is moving to is the college town. He is familiar with the town and it is very bike friendly as well as having a good bus system. He is able to work any hours he can get so I hope he won’t have trouble finding a job. We are covering his cell for now.
The whole tough love thing makes me want to hurl. I am doing my morning cry and then I will suck it up and go to part of a service and work. : (