tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644974106128239775.post2275013916492712116..comments2024-01-26T03:02:18.654-08:00Comments on An Addict In Our Son’s Bedroom: Another Lost MomDad and Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14204246139693620329noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644974106128239775.post-89657283659052135382011-04-24T11:27:48.983-07:002011-04-24T11:27:48.983-07:00Thank you. I am not used to this kindness after b...Thank you. I am not used to this kindness after being shunned by family and friends for so long now. I can't blame them for not wanting to live my misery with me. He just called me for Easter. I saw the caller I did and hesitated. On one hand, so thankful, the other apprehensive. I am afraid to open this door again. I fear not having the strength to tell him no again, every time I do, he calls me horrible names, threatens me, scares me, quilts me. I answered, apprehensive, I think he sensed it. He has yet to apologize for any of the past verbal beatings. He sounded like he missed me in a way, almost like a little boy again. I avoided saying anything about jobs, money, cars, made sure to tell him how much I loved him....got off the phone and cried.Sammiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00979929713551874734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644974106128239775.post-60655118815083688172011-04-24T10:33:42.691-07:002011-04-24T10:33:42.691-07:00Will head over there now, thanks.Will head over there now, thanks.Bar L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11100008292699584336noreply@blogger.com