Wed Oct 05, 2016 3:21 am
Can't sleep tonight, not unusual but tonight i'm in a state of shock, I think. For over three years, my son and I were totally estranged. He lives about 70 miles away from me and that was just fine. Last year he served his 2nd prison term, for robbing houses to get money for drugs. I should mention he's 37 years old with children..he's not some wayward youth. Anyway, earlier this year I tentatively put out 'feelers'..to cut a long story short, we became quite close, I said let's forget the past (he'd been a petty criminal for two decades) and work together to keep you on track and out of trouble. He got a full-time job, a flat, gym membership, he was healthy and fit and working..planning to come and stay with me when he had some paid holiday..it was all going really well..then one day I tried to text him and got the reply 'who are you'...he'd sold his phone..since then he avoided any efforts to contact him..cos he was using drugs again and I found out he had lost his job some weeks before..that's another thing, he lies all the time...his ex-wife told me he keeps going to her house drugged up and shouting abuse from the street..his 16 year-old daughter tried to make him go away and he scared her so badly she won't go near him now. I'd heard nothing for weeks until tonight I had a facebook message from one of his daughters..my grand-daughters..she said she was sorry for having to be the one to tell me, but Brendan (my son's name) has been telling people that i'm dead...I cannot get my head round this information..there seems no logical reason for him to say something like that, that's so easily disproved..it appears to be pure malice. I just can't fathom his mind at all anymore.
I wasn't born to be somebody's kicking post, I wasn't born to be...