Things have been rough around here lately. We have had another incident in public the weekend after the last post. It was not too drawn out because I caught him before he actually took off. But we became a spectacle in he parking lot when people began gawking at us and I lost my cool.
Last weekend, Dustin spent a half hour on the corner of our busy street at about 10:00 at night in his underwear in freezing temperatures. At first, I left him thinking he would come home, but later it became obvious that it was going to take coaxing to get him home. It was not fun.
This week has been better, but today I got screamed at for most of the day. Fun times.
We did just turn in paperwork to file for guardianship of Dustin when he turns 18 next month. Makes me wonder if we are making the right decision. The problem is I am not sure there is any other decision to make. He has no options and I made a commitment to him knowing that he would not be able to live on his own at 18. We are doing the right thing. I just wish it wouldn't be so damn difficult.
Memories on a wall (and in a phone)
11 hours ago