The 2nd 3rd and Final Time of Stupidity

The 2nd time...... After the incident with the pool money we of course kicked my brother out.  I sometimes regret not pressing charges maybe if I did he would have gotten help.  Of course my husband wanted too but I begged him not too.  When November came around it was getting so cold out I couldn't stand the fact that he was going to be out in the cold.  So I offered our garage to him.  I know it wasn't much but at least it was heated and out of the elements of a MD winter.  Which I know it isn't bad but it still gets cold. LOL... We made our guidelines he was not to have drugs on our property and he could only be in our house if we were home and he had to stay in the same room as us except for the bathroom.  He was sticking to the rules for about 2 months.  One morning he knocked on the door at like 630am it was a Saturday and asked to use the bathroom.  I of course allowed him to come in.  I am not a morning person and let my guard down and went back to bed told him to lock the door when he went back outside.  I woke up at 8 with my kids and I have diagnosed severe TMJ in my jaw and sometimes its locks and I can't open my mouth.  So on days like that I have to squeeze a pain pill in my mouth and sip a drink threw a straw.  I always have a script of 10 pain pills just in case.  Well I must have known I was wrong by letting my guard down and had been clinching my jaw for the hour and a half I continued to sleep because when I woke up I couldn't open my mouth.  I went looking for my pills and they were gone.  SERIOUSLY I said to myself.  So I had to pry my mouth open with no pain meds.  So when my husband came home from working overnight and I was crying in pain he was furious.  I said to him there is no way you can be as furious as I am.  I didn't know who I was more mad at him for taking my pills when he knows what I need them for or me for letting my guard down and letting him in my house alone.  So of course we kicked him out again when he admitted he was taking my meds.  When we cleaned out the garage my husband found a crack pipe and other drug paraphenalia. 

The 3rd time...... Well I held strong for about a year and he did some time in the local county jail.  Of course I was stupid enough to let him back in.  DUH... We again made the rules and guidelines.  Job or school, no drugs, and no stealing.  Well it went well for about 6 months.  My oldest child has ADHD and take Adderall and I went got her script filled and she gets 30 pills a month and because they are a narcotic it is very harshly regulated.  We have to go see her pediatrician every month for a meds check and we get a script for that month.  Like I said I had gotten her script filled 1 day and within 3 days we only had 10 pills left.  So that means in 2 days 17 pills were taken from my child who needs this medicine to be able to function in school.  Well that was it he was out again.  Luckily we were at the end of the school year and she only takes the pills on school days so she had enough to make it the rest of the school year. 

And the 4th and Final time yes I really am that much of a co-dependent.....  He spent a year in big boy prison and was getting out.  We had a family meeting with everyone and decided that in order for him to have a fighting chance he would need a place to stay and somehow my house was chosen.  So he moved in got a job with a friend of mine and was doing great this past october we bought a new home and moved my parents in with us and things were going so well we offered him a place here.  He stayed in our old home until the last possible day he had to be out.  The first night he was here he decided to break into the cars of our new neighbors and all around our neighborhood.  Can you believe it???? Well the best part is.... When he was in and out and in and out of our house all night long and the cops are blaring by here he leaves his bookbag by a car he was breaking into with his wallet in it he isn't the best of theives.  So of course they new who was doing it.  But no charges.  He has a horseshoe up his butt I swear.  When we were all woken up by the craziness going on in our new neighborhood there on the nightstand was an uncashed paycheck.  I asked him why he was stealing when he had money on the table He said he couldn't sleep and he was bored.... WTH.  He was out the next day.  

AND WILL NEVER LIVE WITH ME AGAIN.....

Lots of love and Healing,

Heidi