I had a stepchild that lived with us for 3 years, from ages 12-16. He lived here against his, his mother's choice and with a father he had hardly known, except for all of the outrageous lies his mother and her family had told him about his father.
We had all the hope in the world that we could help him and thought he was there because he wanted to be. How wrong we were. It turned out to be a nightmare. Watching those tapes on the show was just like how it used to be. I don't know how I ever made it through. Living in fear everyday, afraid of what may happen next, and never knowing what they may be.
Counseling wasn't doing anything and our only other option was an In-care patient facility. We were at a total loss as to what to do. This kid hated every minute he was here and everything was our fault. He had always run his own life with his mom and was able to do anything he wanted, with anyone, where ever. Then he came here with rules, discpline, chores, and he was not in control.
He tried every which way for that control. And it was easier to give in eventually, because of all of the heartache and stress that came with every fight. And we had to worry about our safety.
A year ago he made the choice to go back to his mom's for good. I think we were all relieved. It wasn't going to last much longer the way it was, someone was going to get hurt.
I know it wasn't the right decision for him, but it was the right one for us. Living this way was like living with my family and all the abuse. My mental state couldn't take much more. If the courts say he is old enough to choose where he wants to live, then he's old enough to make the decision and live with it.
Of course what teenager wouldn't want to live where he can do anything he wants and get away with it. Thank God those days are over.