Confrontation - last night at the mall
Last night I was at work. One of my neighbors, a young man who works next to me that we have just started being friendly to each other, came over to say “hi”. It was terribly slow so, I had my Bible out, and I was reading the Psalms. He asked what I was reading, so I showed him. I did not go into detail, because he is Muslim and having several Muslim friends, I have a respect for their beliefs. — Several of my Muslim friends and I can carry on healthy discussions about our religions, the differences, why we believe, and so forth, without it getting ugly. — I want to point out right now, I have a few Muslim readers, and a few Pagan readers. I am not bashing Muslims. We have to have a healthy respect for each other to be able to talk to one another.
Once this young man learned I was a Christian, he started talking very negatively about my family. In particular, my oldest son. He told me that he could tell me my son did drugs, just by the clothes he wore, and that I needed to be a better parent and raise my kids more like he was raised!?!?!
I (not so) politely pointed out that I was a recovered drug addict. My brother did drugs for almost 20 years. I KNOW what a drug addict looks like and I KNOW what a drug addict ACTS like. Yes, my son dresses like an individual, but that does not mean that he does drugs! Moosey and I have a VERY open relationship about drugs and drug use. He knows that I was addicted. He knows that I almost died from a crystal meth OD. He knows these things. He is not going to be stupid enough to try to do these things.
Moosey has a friend. This friend came to the mall, ‘tweaking’ one day. I pointed it out to Moosey. He tried to tell me that was just the way the guy was. I pointed out some of the more obvious factors and he said, “You know what, mom, you are right, that is a bit worse than it usually is.” He KNOWS I know what I am talking about when it comes to this, and he knows he will not be able to sneak it by me.
I cannot believe this young man (a high school junior), was telling me how to raise my kids. I know I am not perfect, I know that I need help in some areas, but telling me my kid is on drugs, when I know he is not is not even just a little bit cool! Moosey has had his run in with drugs, in Jr. High and another childs ADD meds. He has learned a valuable lesson and I do not think he will repeat that mistake, while still living my my home. He may forget his morals and my ideals when he gets out on his own… but I have three years or so to worry about that one.
Sorry for the vent. I just had to share.
*EDIT* I need to point out that this guy and my son go to different High Schools and he has never even spoken to my son.
