Some people I will never understand

When do you just admit that your kid is an asshole?

And no, this isn't an Aiden blog. Although it does remind of an episode of Lucky Louie. Anyone else watch when it was on? Love that show!

Anyway...when do you just admit that you've done everything you can as a parent, given them every chance and literally left your home open to them for their entire life and they just don't seem to give a damn. When do you say enough is enough? And then what?

As a parent, this scares the hell out of me. I always imagine that my boys will grow up to love and respect me, I hope that when they're older they want to bring their girlfriends home to meet me, I hope they want to go out lunch with their mom or call just to say hi. It's what every mother wants. So what happens when what you get instead is disrespect, lies, and betrayal? How do you deal with it? Do you make them leave with no place to go, no money? Do you try to make them get help, yet again? Do you put your life on hold trying to help them, put your own mental health at risk by letting them stay?

I don't know the answers, I don't know what you do...and it scares me that some day I might be faced with the same problems. The same issues. It's mental, I know it is. There is a history of mental problems in my family an undiagnosed mile long. Nobody wants to admit, nobody wants to talk about. Sweep it under the rug, self medicate, pretend it doesn't exist, live in denial.

I wish I knew how to help...I wish there was something I could do before it's too late. Before things go too far, if they haven't already...but what?
I'm just the little sister.