Mooloo’s Managing it in 2018

I cannot sleep.
I am tossing and turning.
I have absolutely no solutions. I totally agree that he is stupid, acting like an idiot and has only himself to blame.
I also agree that he has to want to help himself.
He doesn't have any diagnosed learning difficulties except dyslexia. Although I think his brain is ruined by cannabis. His only friends are the family from hell, he is being used and played by the ex gf, his children are used as pawns in her game.
He has depression, is malnourished, he considers himself a victim and not the cause. His sister and I, and my mother, have tried to reach through the fog and tell him to change his ways, we have all come to the end of the tether with him and are so frustrated that it is very difficult to be supportive in any way.
My heart is aching as I know that he is desperate for help but cannot see that the people he is turning to are half of the cause of his problems.
I believe that he will follow his friend who committed suicide and that I will have a knock on the door within days if not months from the Police with bad news.
I believe that he is in denial that he has any problems and that he thinks that he was a victim in all of his problems.
I believe that he is in need of help from Doctors/psychiatric, and clinical. I believe he needs drug counselling, and debt counselling.
I believe he needs help with every aspect of growing up and facing the facts and becoming a man.
But I don't believe that I am the one to do that.
I believe he resents anything I try to say to him and that he will never learn the hard way, or any other way.
I believe that my Son will amount to nothing because he cannot see himself in the person that I just described. He will probably die before he gets any where. He will not give him self a chance and I am waiting for the enevitable.
That may sound dramatic but the fact is he is in a fragile state mentally and being controlled by those around him.

The only thing that he does show is the love for his boys.
Love as we all know is not enough.
Without taking responsibility for his actions I fear he is a lost cause.
And it breaks my heart.
How did I manage to have such a dysfunctional family?
How do I get any rest from the turmoil I am constantly dragged into?
I love my family , but I am in despair at the lot of them. Even Biggest is on occasion not living in the real world.
Luckily she doesn't have any problems with dyslexia, or autism or anything else. She just has to get her priorities straight and know that she's going to have to stop trying to rule the roost and get her husband and finances out of the clouds and back in reality.

I have just made my teasmade make tea now. I see little point in trying to sleep with my head so full.

It's going to take more than a little brain storm to come up with a result for family issues than it does for my business ones.
I found that a much easier decision to be able to make.
I at least know that if for any reason I could not work in the garden I have enough job skills to find work elsewhere.
Even if I was a dinner lady and or a cleaner, a toll operator, or work in a bar. I would find work.
I wish you could say that for my son and the twins.

Roll on Easter, a week in the caravan with some of the grandchildren and A few sea breezes to chase away the cobwebs.

Tomorrow/today I am going to be at home pottering for a little while before taking Mum shopping etc. In the evening I am not sure if BF is popping over or not as he is having his central heating rerouted due to leaks under the floor. But if he does come I don't mind either way. I am so distracted with this rubbish that I don't suppose I will be much company anyway.

I am sorry to ramble on. I know that there is no advice that hasn't already been given and nothing that I can do anymore. Except watch the nuclear fallout from this particular episode in the life of Mooloo.

Erm
This year I am planning to Manage it remember!