Much like how our father is....

But kid is thrown in jail several times, does drugs, lost his job, then whines and accuses because I don’t pat him on the back enough.

I feel like a failure as a parent and as a person.

The mean one tries helping by pointing out the screw up and b*****es about it, then it goes on and on...

Frustration solid.

Now he sneaks in, does whatever and leaves, and don’t come back till I’m gone...

I feel out of control.

Having just moved, totally out of routine, exhausted, very upset and out of balance, place is in Disorder, the wall clock keeps quit working, ready to ignite...

I just want to dissolve.