Thank you, too,
@Lionheart . It's not a pleasant thing, by any means, for sure. You'd think I would have learned by now. But the heart space struggles with letting others find things out themselves, especially when I've already learned it repeatedly myself. Like maybe if I share enough info and resources, it'll finally click and be the hand-up they need. But they also have to learn in their own time and in their own way, just like I/we did. It's hard to watch and do nothing when it looks like an ongoing train wreck.
My mind keeps going back to how it felt to not have anyone to immediately rely on during some really difficult times in my own life - but once I dig a little deeper, I realize, in what feels like some sort of twisted way, that those moments were somehow necessary. It didn't feel good then and it doesn't feel good now. But I survived it - and hope like hell he will, too.
I was going through many of the life experiences he currently is in my late teens and early 20s. He's already entered into his early 30s and still hasn't found any traction, but has fathered 3 kids, so far - and has dug deeper ditches than I ever did, especially regarding having a criminal record and dealing with addiction and such - I lucked out in that arena. It feels like he's stuck in some major ruts that he may not get back out of.
Multiple times before my mom passed, she mentioned for me to look after my sister and my nephew. I guess I feel like I'm somehow disrespecting them and her memory if I don't try to help "fix" things. However, they are both adults and are just as capable as I am to seek out help for themselves.
In a way I find that request of hers rather ironic, as she was the one who wasn't willing to help me when I called home for a ride, for money, or for a place to sleep in my youth. If it hadn't been for my dad a couple of times, I'm not sure where I would have ended up - but she also didn't allow him to respond to my calls for help more times than not. Sighs. f*cking feelings. Poof - be gone for a while, dammit. Apologies for the rambling.