believetag     It is never-ending with Jeff, or I allow it to be. Either way it reaches deep inside me and fills me with hurt and anxiety. He's 20-years-old, but doesn't act like he is responsible for himself. He's a Marine, a man out on his own, yet expect the mother to come to his rescue time and time again. I just don't know when I will say enough is enough – and actually mean it.

I wish I meant it today – I know I am not there yet. I have to believe that I will be there someday, in an emotional place to stop enabling my son, or he will grow out of this stage of life. Sadly, I don't think he will stop drinking. For some it is a rites of passage thing, for Jeff it is an alcoholic thing.