I received the worse news that any mother could have ever received two days ago…my son, who I left with my narcissist husband has been a no show at school for four weeks. His father didn’t even bother to tell me. My son now is addicted to crack, is in a gang, selling drugs and God knows what else!

It’s not like I haven’t tried desperately to contact my son over the last year since I left his abusive father.

I’m not a bad mom. My son just turned eighteen and has been disrespecting authority since he was fifteen. He was finally diagnosed with Oppositional Defiance Disorder in 2013. My narcissist husband didn’t help as I begged him to please assist me in parenting our child. I can’t do it by myself!! Plus our son seeing his father disrespect me every single day didn’t help. And every time I brought it to his attention he’d growl at me, give me the silent treatment and deny and take no accountability for having anything to do with how our son acting how he has now turned out.

How dare he (after the call) text after the call and admit “I’m about to bust out and cry” “WTF! What about me? You didn’t think about me and all the pain I endured missing my son, having to go through you just to get our son to call me, which he refused to do with your bad influences.” His father could have made him do it, but NOOOO! He was lovin every minute of it! He was enjoying hogging my son to himself and watching me suffer as a punishment for not kissing his ass all those years.

Now because of all of his selfishness our son is gone down hill in more ways than one. I HATE YOU ROBERT!!

We don’t know where our son is. Last time they spoke they met in a parking lot at night. My husband said that our son had lost about 20 pounds, had taken his red bandana off and shuved it in his pocked, but when my husband noticed it and tried to snatch it out, our son went to lung at him threatening to hit his father!

My husband told me that he did his best to refrain from balling up his fist and beating his son up. Which he’s never laid a hand on our son before. Then my son told his dad that he should be proud that he’d found a “job”. My son always wanting to do things the easy way instead of working for it. He told his father that his job was selling drugs and that his father should be proud of him. Wtf! πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•πŸ˜•I haven’t heard anything like that come from a teens mouth in my life! A “job” really!? What the hell is wrong with that boy?

Anyway we’d found out he’d been talking about us to his teachers and his friends. Making us look like bad parents. He’s been telling everyone that I was on drugs and that his father beat him! Oh, and that his father was an ex Marine… go figure, that he wouldn’t say anything spectacular about me….

So this is where I am now. Worried sick about my only child and trying to pull it together mentally.

Don’t cry for me Argentina. I’m praying eventually he’ll come to his senses.