I had a long, horrible drug career. One in which I made the sickening choice to follow men (and the dope they provided) over my kids.
In their young childhood I was an ideal mother, taught Sunday school, children's choir, worked full time, kept a cleqn house, exercised, was married to a very difficult individual.
All of this sounds like a pile of excuses. I mention this only to let people know i am not just some monster. My kids dad knocked someone up that was 14 year yoinger than me, and from that moment on, my life tanked in a major way. In no way was I perfect. Im not saying that. But I worshipped him and that event crucified me. Within 5 years i lost my family, my nursing license, and everything that ever meant anything to me, due to a drug addiction. It was 11 years ago since he left me, 6 years ago since i lost my license, and mire than a year ago since i completely left the street behind. I had to move away to accomplish this. I cannot live down there, where my son still lives. One more year down there and i would have been dead.
Omg there is so much more to this story than what I am conveying at the moment. What I want to know is, what can I do to win back my kid's love? I have left everything bad out there behind, but sometimes it feels like they hate me. I wanted to die for so many years. Their dad has money and i have nothing, other than my love for them. So how can i rectify anything? What can I do about their hatred towards me?
Last night I had a dream my son was 5 years old and I sat with him and put his hands together and we said a prayer. Only to answer a rare messenger text essentially telling me how great his dad was and how much i suck. It IS MUCH more comolicated than that. But his dad has money which equates to stability (despite the fact that his substance abuse issies have been as bad as mine, including 4 duis in less than a decade, one with a baby in the car). But i will not voice this stuff to my kid. It sounds like an excuse for my own shortcomings. But I always get the feeling that his dad speaks hate to him regarding me . I know he does.
Anyway. I hope my son forguves my shortcomings someday. I live near my ailing parents niw. A half a block away. At least i have family in that capacity. But i miss my kids.
In their young childhood I was an ideal mother, taught Sunday school, children's choir, worked full time, kept a cleqn house, exercised, was married to a very difficult individual.
All of this sounds like a pile of excuses. I mention this only to let people know i am not just some monster. My kids dad knocked someone up that was 14 year yoinger than me, and from that moment on, my life tanked in a major way. In no way was I perfect. Im not saying that. But I worshipped him and that event crucified me. Within 5 years i lost my family, my nursing license, and everything that ever meant anything to me, due to a drug addiction. It was 11 years ago since he left me, 6 years ago since i lost my license, and mire than a year ago since i completely left the street behind. I had to move away to accomplish this. I cannot live down there, where my son still lives. One more year down there and i would have been dead.
Omg there is so much more to this story than what I am conveying at the moment. What I want to know is, what can I do to win back my kid's love? I have left everything bad out there behind, but sometimes it feels like they hate me. I wanted to die for so many years. Their dad has money and i have nothing, other than my love for them. So how can i rectify anything? What can I do about their hatred towards me?
Last night I had a dream my son was 5 years old and I sat with him and put his hands together and we said a prayer. Only to answer a rare messenger text essentially telling me how great his dad was and how much i suck. It IS MUCH more comolicated than that. But his dad has money which equates to stability (despite the fact that his substance abuse issies have been as bad as mine, including 4 duis in less than a decade, one with a baby in the car). But i will not voice this stuff to my kid. It sounds like an excuse for my own shortcomings. But I always get the feeling that his dad speaks hate to him regarding me . I know he does.
Anyway. I hope my son forguves my shortcomings someday. I live near my ailing parents niw. A half a block away. At least i have family in that capacity. But i miss my kids.
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