Blabbable Secrets

Here we are. It’s been a couple of days and now she is not leaving town. After all that trouble, mess, and drama she went to her meeting at her dorm and they told her she gets to stay in her dorm but that she can not get into any more trouble or she will get kicked out.

I’ve been crying for two days thinking she’s going to leave town, she doesn’t tell me about the meeting itself, she doesn’t tell me how she is feeling as a result of the car accident she was in, she doesn’t tell me squat really. Oh but she did have time to text me real quick with:

didn’t get kicked out. :)

Well that’s a relief! So what in the heck does it mean?

i’m gonna finish out the semester here then see what happens after that

So here we are back at square one. She doesn’t call to talk about any of it. She made a big stink about how she was leaving and that nothing we could tell her would change her mind. Whatever! I don’t believe a word she says any more.

Seriously, we may have to let her phone calls go to voice mail and the next time she has an “emergency” we’ll sit on it for a good 12 hours so she has a chance to get her own shit together before we actually call her back.

Tonight when she came to pick her stuff up she didn’t understand why her girlfriend and her boyfriend were not welcome in our house. We don’t feel like entertaining #1, #2 I’ve been crying for two days waiting for her to call me and tell me what is going on, and #3 we are not in the mood for more drama. Her little sisters don’t need to see or hear it.

I went outside to try and explain a little of this to her friends and I think maybe they get it? Everybody thought she was leaving. I know her boyfriend was pretty sad about it. Everybody thinks she is leaving! She hasn’t told anybody that she is not leaving!?

I can’t wait for her to grow up! She seemed a little incoherent trying to talk to her? Who knows.. maybe she was on something? I guess it’s back to what the counselor said, “she’s going to have to suffer the natural consequences of her mistakes.” There really isn’t anything we can do. It’s up to her to figure out how she’s going to live her life and do what’s right.

Next time she has something “important” to say or there’s an “emergency” I’ll have to think twice about it. It seems like everything is an emergency these days. She rattles off some horrible thing she is going through, throws it in my lap, we try and talk her through it, and she goes off and does her own thing and doesn’t even so much as give us an update or tries to let us know where she is at with all of it.

Ugh! Teenagers! Grow Up! Have Some Direction. Do the Right Thing. This is not how we raised you. Get your life together. Figure it out already! Stop being the girl that cried wolf!