Our 18 yr old daughter is home for the semester due to a November car accident she was in. She has an injured leg that is requiring physical therapy and visits with the orthopedic for the next several months.
Somewhere along the line she also seems to have injured her personality and I swear her intelligence. I am not trying to be mean, but I am having a very difficult time dealing with her "issues."
I say "issues" because I understand the physical injury. It wasn't her fault. She didn't do anything to put herself in harms way. She didn't step out in front of traffic, didn't try bungee jumping, rock climbing, parachuting, or uni-cycling. She was the back seat passenger of a vehicle that was stopped in traffic and was then rear ended by a dumb ass college student, in an F-150, who, at 70 mph did not see the dozens of red rear lights of the traffic that was stopped ahead of her. When this dumb ass finally realized there were stopped vehicles she used the vehicle our daughter was in to make a sudden and violent stop.
Since then L has been very difficult to deal with. I don't know how many times I have seen her cry, not just from pain, but from the why me question. The pity party she has thrown for herself is now reaching into its fourth month. She has not been able to mentally get past this. I am at a loss to be of any help. In fact, I have gone into retreat.
She has turned on people her at home. She is, for the lack of other words, bitchy. She has yelled at the younger kids, said things she doesn't need to say, and is just rude and bitchy. I am tired of the attitude that we are here to supply her with all her wants and needs and that she is incapable of doing things because she is in a boot. She can still walk around. She will claim, and has claimed, she can't. I have, at that point, reminded her of the 18 to 24 year olds who are returning from Iraq and Afghanistan in wheelchairs who would love to be able to change places with her. The ones without the leg to repair, over time, in a boot.
I have grown short with her. I do not want any part of her pity party. K says she is going to go see her counselor. I personally think a good ass kicking would be just as helpful.
She wasn't doing well in college last fall. She didn't say a word to us about it. Never asked for help, never warned us. When the shit began to hit the fan she then tried to lie about it. I am so over her crap. It has been on continuous problem. Ok, its not one problem, but several problems that have become intertwined and are a big pain in the ass.
I ask for patience. I ask for internal wisdom and guidance - because right now I am lost.
