Well here I am again! My son was doing pretty good for the last few weeks and then I went back to work. He had gotten a job while I was home last time, just working in the shop of a little water well drilling outfit, they were paying him fifteen dollars an hour, cash money, 3 minutes from the house. He was going on about how he wanted to do things right, turn over a new leaf and get his act together. Then he got paid, and guess what he went and bought, yep drugs! I hadn't even been at work two days before my daughter called me filling me in on the latest. He had the chance to start over in a new town, with new people but instead he does the same song and dance and when you live in a small town, news travels fast. My daughter has lived in this area for a few years and made the remark that he screwed up with the wrong guy, he's very well known in this area, so my son has already ruined it for himself in the new town. As soon as my old house sells ( for another thread) I'm going to tell him to leave my home, I've discussed this with his mother and she's in agreement. I figure the cops will be involved because I know he'll throw a temper tantrum. And if I kick him out and my old house is empty he'll break into it and do who knows what. I told his mother she needs to cut him off completely no help for anything! Because if you give him a crumb of help he will continue to go down the same road, if he has no help, it's up to him, he'll either straighten up or crash and burn. We've bent over backwards to help and it hasn't helped. I feel we have done far more than we ever should have, if he wants to be a lowlife, he can be a lowlife somewhere else, its time for him to be accountable for his decisions, and stop causing me and his mother grief. so the way I see it, if he goes and does something stupid, that's on him not us, we've tried to help for the last 10 years. You can't help someone who refuses to help themselve but I'm sure he'll blame us for all his problems as usual, but I'm not gonna buy it, I'm done with his problems, I've got better things do with the rest of my life. I forgot to mention he only worked one week, got paid, got high and quit the job. He has no idea that I know so I'll have to listen to some elaborate lies, but that's nothing new either.