My daughter, 25, in college, engaged, and works part time for peanuts, engages in behavior worse than that of a child.
When things don’t work out as planned for her, or she happens not to get her own way, she throws massive temper tantrums. Her word of choice is the “f bomb” which is practically every other word. She’ll scream, threaten, and cause a scene.
Today was such an occasion. I told her, firmly in no uncertain terms, that she was never again to cause a scene like that in our home, to immediately stop blaming everyone else when things don’t go her way, and “suggested” that she go about her business away from the house. Today’s incident took place in front of her fiancé.
Things are bad enough around here between her, her father, and me, and she constantly adds fuel to the fire. They egg each other on and further escalate the problem with horrible threats.
I’m at my wits’ end. She is her own worst enemy due to her attitude and filthy mouth.
The next trip she takes will be a one-way ticket out of this house and we will have the locks changed. She lies, steals money from us, and has even sold items that were not hers to sell, such as jewelry and small electronics.
She lied about not having class last semester, saying the professors were on strike (which was a possibility) but never came to fruition. She said she was notified by text that the strike was on. That’ very peculiar because a friend of ours is a professor at the college where my daughter is enrolled, and she told us that she was happy that a strike was averted. Hmmm….
Enough is enough!
Hmmmmm.
Mine is 40, married with 2 grown children. She lies, steals, and also throws temper tantrums. The last 2…. She had a car accident, she hit 2 cars, totaled them, and hit a guardrail. She did $16,000 in damages to her car, she has one of her sons in the car with her and he was screaming at her to slow down because she was doing 90 mph, just minutes before she wiped out.
All she could think about was HER CAR!!!!!
The second….
She went on vacation with her husband to St Thomas. There she stole her husbands medication. Soma, a very strong muscle relaxant. She took all 60 in the 6 day vacation, and when the trip was over she threw a fit. So bad that she created scenes in 3 airports, and on 3 flights. Well, when they landed at their final destination, the FBI and St police were waiting for them.
She refused to take responsibility for her actions, and after years of her crap, I finally decided enough was enough.
I made the decision to walk away. It was tough in the beginning, but it has turned out to be one of the best decisions I have ever made. I don’t regret it one bit.
I hope that you can find some peace, and make a decision based on what you feel is the best thing for you. Whatever that decision is, I wish you the best….
Thanks…hopefully they will both grow up someday.
So sorry about your situation. My suggestion is to kick her out now. No more chances. Nothing is going to change unless you take action. Change the locks and cut off any funds too! I know this sounds radical but what are you waiting for?
I speak from experience. I had to do this when my son was sixteen. I actually had to hire an ex marine to come in and physically remove him. It was gut-wrenching but I had to do it because he was 1. taking drugs all day 2. not going to school 3. not cooperating and 4. ruining my life. Your daughter is old enough to be living on her own, so this move is not as scary as if she were a teenager.
Deep breath…ok, here goes. My daughter works part-time for a non-profit and has barely kept her job due to restructuring. She’s been there for two years, so she was safe.
What is unfathomable, especially in this economy, is that she and her fiancee are going camping from Thursday to Sunday. While nobody in her department works on Fridays, Thursday is a regularly scheduled day. She took the day off! There was no work in that department last week, supposedly due to restructuring meetings, and now she’s taking a day off.
Between her and my husband, I don’t know which is worse. He’s been acting like a child himself since Sunday when he had me in tears yet again. I’ve tried sleeping in our son’s room (he leaves for college tomorrow, but has preferred sleeping on our sofa), but his mattress is like sleeping on a pile of rocks. So, last night, I turned in before my husband arrived home since I hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before. What he did for most of the night was to continually tug the blankets off me so that I had to keep pulling them back.
Oh, it’s paradise. Thank God my classes begin again next week.
I hate to say this but I think your daughter is abusing drugs. I know this from my own experience with my 25 year old son. He is a heroin addict and all of the behaviors you describe sound just like his. I had to ask him to move out a few months ago and is currently not speaking to me. My heart goes out to you.