Just a thought, which may be totally out of line: it seems to me that living a week at Mom’s home and a week at dad’s would be crazy-making for a teen. I personally need a base of operations, a place to call my own, so I know where everything is and feel like I belong.
Teens are even more in need of stability, And your son is going through what is clearly a difficult time,
Did you guys try to work out your relationship? Your boyfriend doesn’t sound like perfect husband material, but you have lived together through your son’s life, and it may be that a couple’s counselor could help you improve your relationship.
(Ignore that if its inappropriate, I realize you’re far along the path to separation now, and maybe there’s no turning back.)
I hope you would both let your son decide where he’s going to live and where visit. That way it’ll be easiest on him.
My daughter doesn’t live with me,but we keep in close contact every week and I think she feels pretty secure. It’s not the length of time spent in a relationship, it’s the quality. Your son could spend a weekend every month at his dad’s, and if it’s good time, their relationship could prosper.
God bless.
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I believe that if we find a way to repair this relationship it will be nothing short of an act of God. A miracle. I know no relationship is perfect, but we’ve had a rocky relationship. The last year, I came to grips with the fact that I may never be 100% happy with him, but that God put us together for a reason. If he was willing to marry me, so I could no longer offend God by our sinful living, I would have happily lived out the rest of my life grinning and bearing it- and offering up my suffering for his soul’s salvation. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t completely unhappy, I really do love him… he is my family. I want my family together, there’s nothing I could want more- but it’s clear to me that it’s not what he wants. His soul is unsettled and he is searching for his happiness in places he’ll never find peace.
Right now, i’m honestly considering a chaste life. My prayer life has brought me to a point that I have very little sexual inclination (I also try to keep myself from those thoughts). I’m considering giving it up, in return for his conversion. I’d love for him to know God in his life, but if my struggles and sacrifices could be the thing that win him God’s mercy at his time of death, then it will have been worth it. I can’t bear the thought of him, or anyone for that matter, going to hell. I can’t bear the thought of anyone suffering for eternity, and knowing I didn’t do everything I could to help them. Which is why I feel like I really need to get through to him. I know I can’t force him to give up his partying if he doesn’t want to, but I can try to make him see how he can work to improve his relationship with his son.
If Mikey were to choose to live with equal time in each other’s homes, I would happily accept it. I genuinely want him to be happy, that’s really all that matters here. My ex never knew his dad… he is so much like him. He chose his free life, chose to travel his whole life. Had a child in another province that we have never had a chance to meet (my son and I). Even on his death bed, when my ex and his sister reached out to make plans to come see him, he refused to let them visit. His relationship with his step dad was rocky, although he was there and was a devoted father, he was very strict and his mother worked hard to give him what he wanted, behind her husband’s back… which made him grow up resenting his step dad… it made him spoiled and gave him a huge sense of entitlement.
My heart honestly bleeds for him when I think of what he’s suffered. I don’t come from a broken home, we had huge financial difficulties growing up, but the love was there. God was central in our upbringing. That’s why part of me has stuck around. Many people have told me over the years to pack up and go, that he doesn’t really love me… but I know it’s not that he doesn’t, there is love, he’s just not IN LOVE with me. He may not always show it, but he cares… he just doesn’t know how to express it. He’s a broken man, a product of a lot of hurt feelings… and he deserves someone in his corner that will pray for him and help him find happiness in Heaven one day, especially since he’s never been able to find that peace here on earth.
Do I sound nuts?