I am a new member and can't believe how fortunate I am to find this place to talk with others who are going through the same thing I am. I also received some surprises this Christmas. First, my beloved father passed away on 12/14/10. As if that isn't painful enough, my son started his b.s. again. Long story short, his biological father is bi-polar (I see that is common on these pages) and my son hates me so much. He was supposed to come visit on 12/25 to help my mother and I through our grief and to help with all the paperwork, etc. that I need to do to tie up loose ends.
On the night of the 24th, which happens to be my wedding anniversary (2nd husband), he IM'ed me calling me the most foul names I have ever heard, he started blaming me for all these things that happened to him during his childhood. This is something he does at least once every two years. He went as far as wishing I was in such emotional pain for losing my father, that I die. He would not stop, and I didn't want to end the IM session with him, because I understand that people with anger can become even worse while grieving and I wanted to help him. But no matter what I said, he just kept calling me the worst names I have ever heard. (I don't know if I am allowed to say them here).
I was abused both emotionally and physically by his father until I got out of the relationship when my son was 12. I should have left earlier, believe me, I know that. When I look back on it, I can't believe I stayed that long, and I couldn't tell you why I stayed, except that I was afraid he would kidnap my son if I ever left and I would never see him again (that was a long ongoing threat).
I tried to make my son's life as easy as possible under the circumstances, I took him on vacation (just us), I bought him whatever he wanted, gave him music lessons and most important, spent almost all my free time with him. In fact, I would say that I over compensated and he is very spoiled.
He is now 30, married, and hates me. He thinks I hate him, and when he was calling me names, I asked him why he was doing this. And he kept saying that he just wanted me to show him that he was important to me, and that I loved him, because I never have shown it.
I don't know what else to do, when he comes out to visit, I drop everything. I spend time with him, all I can. I have given him emotional support when his first marriage broke up, as well as during another horrible time in his life. I even invited him to live with me.
Not only did I lose my father, I lost my son. I have been semi-suicidal, doing things that I shouldn't. I guess trying to kill myself the lazy way. Eating tons of candy (I am diabetic), cutting myself, praying for a heart attack. I hate my life, and I don't want to be here anymore. I tried to get counseling, but I have called 5 therapists and they all don't have any appointments available for 2 months.
I am alone and scared, I don't have anyone to talk to, my husband is grieving and he won't let my son around him anymore. My mom is grieving, and my only friend is non-supportive (I think she has Asburger's because she cannot relate to the pain I am feeling losing my father, but can feel her own pain for the father she lost).
Thanks for letting me vent.