Our day was off to a good start. We met at the Crazy Mocha and talked with our PSST friends, we ran some errands and did other leisurely Saturday stuff.
Then the call came from Cisco who is in a juvenile placement facility. He wanted to talk about getting into an adult recovery program because it is too juvenile where he is. I know I did the right thing by agreeing with him that the juvenile placement is so different from the adult one he walked away from. It is not as structured and the juveniles are not as serious about their recovery.
Then I commended him for talking it out with the counselors and his dad and myself. I spoke with his P.O. and counselors and we will see if there is anything that can be done. At any rate Cisco knows nothing will happen until Monday.
Rocco and I are shuffling the pages of our book of life. We are in the same chapter but not on the same page. Rocco is being stoic and I am feeling emotional but we will talk it out. Meanwhile I wrote this poem to keep myself busy.
Connections
Babies are born to you or may come into your life,
As a gift from another mother; now you're a mother and a wife.
You do not know this lady who has borne your child at birth,
But you owe her all the sadness and you owe her all the mirth.
She may have had contented times when child was in her womb,
Then she bore the pains of childbirth and the sadness of the tomb-
As she placed the babe into your arms and said 'Take special care.'
You fully promised, 'I sure will'.... and got right out of there.
You felt disconnected to this mother of your child,
Though certain if they met again she'd be so very proud,
You would love him Oh, so dearly and he would grow so tall and strong,
Without an inkling of a problem, without things goin' wrong.
You had times of contentment when your child was young at home,
Then you bore the pain of teenage years as he began to roam,
Then came the illness of addiction and the sadness of the tomb,
As he ended up in placement and you stare at his empty room.
Now you feel a real connection with the mother of your son,
You feel the pain she must have felt when the relinquishment was done.
He is not hers, nor is he yours, now he belongs to his addiction,
There is only one who can help him with such a dire affliction.
If I put him in the hands of God and pray that he be safe,
I feel so strongly that he will be in a better place.
He'll get the help that he so needs to conquer this disease,
His life will once be his again and the Truth shall set him free.
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Connections - by Sally, a PSST mom
Posted by:Sally--Saturday, October 23, 2010
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Finding Cisco - Parts 3, 4 & 5
Posted by:Rocco--Thursday, October 21, 2010
In July Sally and I stood up in court and asked for an extension of Cisco’s probation. This turned out to be significant because…
...When Cisco disappeard we had the help we needed to find him.
PART 3 – Saturday at Midnight, Time to Sit and Wait
Click here to go to Finding Cisco Parts 1 & 2
We got to Jack’s house just in time. Jack was about to get into his car with some friends and head out to Eat ‘n Park for the midnight buffet. At least these kids didn’t appear intoxicated. The P.O. and I got out of our car to talk to him. We asked Jack if we could take a look inside of his house just to make sure that Cisco really wasn’t in there, just to satisfy the P.O.’s curiosity. We searched and didn’t find any signs of Cisco.
We asked Jack if he had any more messages concerning Cisco. He said no and that if Cisco got in touch with him that he would continue to tell him to turn himself back in. The P.O. still wasn’t buying it that Jack didn’t know more. Like most teens, Jack follows the Teen “Code” - #1 No Snitching.
So now where? Back to grandmas? We decided, based on the tips we were getting, to try Bambi’s place just one more time.
We were met at the door by Bambi’s stepdad who was more than happy to talk with us. He even had Bambi come to the door to talk one more time. The P.O. did not mince words with her and asked her what she was on. She became very agitated (no surprise here again) and kind of slurred out that she was “ex-schream-a-ly in-shault-ed” by the P.O. (doing her best Foster Brooks impersonation). The P.O. half-heartedly apologized and asked Bambi if she had seen or heard anything about Cisco. Through the fog she replied that she didn’t know anything.
After she left the stepdad closed the door and came out into the front yard with us. He explained that he had searched the basement and garage and let the dog out into the backyard. He was sure that Cisco was not anywhere near the house. The P.O. asked him what he thought that Bambi was on. He replied that it was probably some weed. He told us that Bambi was just as bad as her older sister that they had already kicked out. They were just waiting for Bambi to turn 18 in a few months so that they could throw her out and have some peace in the house.
Please note: whenever we discuss “detachment” from an addict this is NOT what we are talking about.
So now what? It was almost midnight. We could go back to Jack’s place or grandma’s house or try yet another “friend” of Cisco. We decided to call it a night. I was tired and figured that Cisco was hiding somewhere for the night. The P.O. agreed because he had to be at work by 8:00 a.m.
Sally and I were sitting on the couch having some hot tea and discussing our night when we got the next call from the P.O. He said that he was really sorry to bother us but asked if we still had some pictures of Cisco. He had returned to grandma’s and was waiting for the police to assist him in a search of Chrissie’s bedroom. I decided that I wasn’t all that tired and told the P.O. that I would be right there.
As I was walking down the driveway I got that feeling. I’ll swear that Cisco was nearby and watching the house at that point. I looked around but couldn’t make anything out in the dark.
When I got near grandma’s I spotted a police car but it was at the wrong end of the street. Then I spotted the P.O. driving away from the house. The P.O. told me that he thought that Chrissie and her brother might have spotted him sitting in front of the house and decided to move away to wait for the police. Then he went to see why the police car was at the other end of the street. He found out that there was a burglary in progress which of course took precedence. We understood.
Around 1:00 a.m. we went back down to grandma’s and waited in the car for our police escort. Nothing happened.
Around 2:00 a.m. the P.O. called the police dispatcher and was told that they were currently downtown booking the burglary suspect and would not be available until around 3:00 a.m. I noted the irony that once more; here I was out searching for my son on a dark chilly night while he was probably in someone’s nice warm house sleeping or who knows what else. Nothing happened. Around 2:45 the P.O. asked me if I wanted to wait or call it quits. Without a warrant we had no authority to search the house. We doubted that grandma would be in the mood to allow us in, even with a police escort.
I replied that I could wait but that I was not the one that needed to be at work in five hours. We called it quits.
I went home, locked up the house and had a wonderful night’s (what was left of it) sleep.
PART 4 – Sunday, The Return of Our Son
Sunday morning Sally and I got up and left for the Vatican Splendors Exhibition at the Heinz History Center. Sally had purchased tickets a few weeks earlier. Feeling a little better that Cisco was at least in the neighborhood gave us enough relief that we could relax. We of course were still concerned about who he was with and what drugs he might have used but this was something that we didn’t cause and that we couldn’t change. We decided to enjoy the show.
We were there for about 30 minutes and reading about Emperor Constantine when my phone vibrated. The number was “Unavailable” but I knew it was Cisco. He said “Dad, I don’t want to die.” I agreed that I didn’t want him to die and asked where he was. He said that he was at Bruegger's. I told him to wait there and we would pick him up. He said he would start walking home. We went to Bruegger’s but he had already left. We drove home the way that he should have been walking but didn’t spot him. Sally called the P.O. and left a message. We got home and there was no sign of him. We decided to wait and hope that he was still on his way. We decided that we needed to quietly get him to sit on the patio and discuss how he was doing physically and mentally. We also decided that after about 15 minutes one of us would come up with an excuse to go back into the house and then phone the P.O. again.
Sally was the first to spot him and met him on the patio. She brought out some water for him and gave him a big hug. She made some small talk about the garden work we had done on Saturday and had him sit down and relax.
When I made it to the patio he was explaining how he had spent most of the night in the woods behind our house. He mentioned that Sally came the closest to finding him. While she was looking in Bambi’s closet he was only a few feet away between the bed and the wall under some pillows and blankets. He said that he did not stay at Bambi’s because he was afraid of the stepdad. He could not get Jack to let him in so he spent a sleepless night in the woods behind our house.
Around 7:00 a.m. he tried to get another “friend” to let him crash at his house. His “friend” would not open the door and told him to go home and to turn himself in. Instead he walked to McDonald’s to warm up. He finally decided to call us and see what options he had.
I told him that we would discuss his options with his P.O. at Shuman Center. He said that he would not go. I told him that he only had two choices; he could come peacefully in the car with us or I would call 911 and have the police take him in. He asked if we would give him a 10 minute head start before we called the cops. I told him absolutely “No.” Cisco surprised both of us with his reaction. He took off his serenity bracelet and his watch, put his cigarettes, lighter and wallet on the table and put his head down and cried. It was an unusual show of emotion by Cisco.
Sally gave him another hug. I told him, once more, that we did love him and that is why we needed him to get clean and stay clean. I explained that when all of his friends were telling him to go away we were waiting for him to come home. I told him that he is our son, and will always be our son, and that we want to help him not die.
Sally excused herself to get some food and to make that call to the P.O. to be sure that he was at Shuman and waiting. Cisco admitted that he did the wrong thing and was kind of sorry now. I asked him if he wanted to go back to his recovery program and he wasn’t sure. I said that is okay and we could discuss it at Shuman over the next day or two.
Sally came out with some chicken soup and pierogies. Cisco said that he wanted to recover but that he wanted to do it "his way". He didn’t want to do it the P.O.’s way, he didn’t want to do it our way and he didn’t need to be in a program. I quietly explained that the last two times we left it up to "his way" he couldn't do it. I quoted from the Nar-a-non meetings we had attended together “You will end up one of three ways; you will recover, you will end up in jail or you will end up dead.” Cisco agreed and told us that the last two ways might not be so bad. I repeated that I did not ever want to see him die. I did not even want to see him in jail. I told him that I had seen some of my friends and coworkers that had recovered, some that had gone to jail and, sadly, a few that had died from their addiction. I repeated that only he can make that choice and that I only hoped that it would be to live a clean and sober life.
Sally told him that his P.O. was on the phone and would like to talk to him. Cisco and his P.O. went over the same issues and the P.O. explained to Cisco that we would get him into the program that would suit him the best. His P.O. told him that the people at his current recovery program thought that he was doing really well. They were surprised that he walked away and they would like him to come back but he would need to test clean of all drugs and alcohol first.
Cisco’s head finally started to clear and he agreed that we could start with a trip to Shuman and talk over his future with the P.O. but not until he could change his socks and underwear that he had been wearing for four days.
Part 5 – Back to the Present, One Day at a Time
This episode had a good ending. I won’t say happy because we are not quite there yet. We will continue to take each day as it comes. We accept that this has been another step in Cisco’s recovery. For now we know that Cisco has 4 days clean and is in a safe place. Cisco knows that we are still here for him. Sally and I are back to our “regular” lives and can relax for the day.
Tuesday night at Gateway Parent’s Night we discussed how once in a while we remember the little kid we used to have. The kid that enjoyed their family, some good friends and activities, the kid that liked to talk and joke with us. We were full of hope and dreams for them, then. Then this disease, this addictive behavior, whatever you call it; it came along and took our kid away. 
Not all at once, it took a few years for that kid to disappear. The best we can do now is to keep ourselves healthy so that we can help our child get the help they need to heal themselves. It will not happen overnight. Just like this episode, we will take one step at a time. And yes they will trip once in a while but if we can keep ourselves in good shape we can be there to help them up. And if all works out well we may get some of our kid back again.
These first three steps of Nar-anon are a big help to get you started.
1. We admitted we were powerless over the Addict -- that our lives had become unmanageable.
2. We came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.
3. We made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of Our Higher Power as we understood it.
Once again we truly want to thank our team at Allegheny County Probation (especially Cisco's P.O.) and at Wesley Spectrum for helping our family through this latest crisis. And of course we want to give a big thanks to all of the professionals and parents at PSST, and at Gateway Squirrel Hill, who have turned our lives around and who are always there to support and encourage us.
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Finding Cisco
Posted by:Rocco--Wednesday, October 20, 2010
PART 1 - Thursday - Cisco Disappears
Sally and I are the parents of Cisco, a teenage addict. We visited a PSST meeting in early 2007 and felt a bit intimidated. We then worked with his school, several private counselors and a Dual Diagnosis Program but Cisco’s addictive behavior just kept getting worse. It wasn’t until we came back to PSST in May 2009 that we discovered that our own codependent behavior was a big part of Cisco’s addiction. Since then Cisco has been in and out of juvenile detention, several recovery programs, relapsed and he has made significant progress. So have Sally and I.
In July Sally and I stood up in court and asked for an extension of Cisco’s probation. This turned out to be significant because…
Our son, Cisco, relapsed again in August.
Because he was still under Juvenile Probation Cisco was immediately placed in an inpatient recovery program. Since he is 18 we asked for an adult facility. With the help of the Allegheny County Juvenile Probation and Wesley Spectrum we chose a “Behavior Modification” program. Sally and I toured the facility ahead of time and were impressed with both the facility and the program.
Cisco appeared to be doing well in this difficult program. We had a fairly good visit with him last Thursday evening. Several people came over to tell us how good he was doing. But towards the end of the visit he seemed to be getting a bit agitated. We had tried to get him to talk about where he would go and what he would do after completing the program. We decided to end the visit and let him chill out.
After we left he unexpectedly walked away from the facility (it is an unlocked facility) and disappeared.
Unfortunately his Probation Officer wasn’t informed about Cisco leaving until Friday morning. He and Cisco’s counselor went into immediate action; contacting Sally and me, gathering information and preparing a request for an arrest warrant for Cisco.
Sally tried her best to detach and refocus but was, of course, concerned about where Cisco went to, where he would stay, who he was with, and which drugs, if any, he might use. I was also apprehensive but tried as well as I could to refocus on the fact that Cisco could not get all that far on $20 and not a lot of urban street smarts.
Sally arrived home early and made sure that all of the windows and doors were locked. She made some calls to some of Cisco’s “friends” that she felt she may be able to trust. They all said that they did not know where he was but would contact her if they heard anything. Sally and I, as well as his P.O. and his Counselor all had our doubts that these “friends” would make the call.
We felt that Cisco would eventually be hiding out at one or more of their homes. How long his “friends” and their parents would allow Cisco to hide out was the next question.
Sally and I were concerned but did our best to accept the wisdom that this was something that we could not change, the serenity to understand that, along with Cisco’s relapse, this is yet another step in his recovery process, and the courage to continue on as normally as we could.
We heard nothing on Friday night and we did some shopping and watched a movie. Saturday morning we went to our PSST Meeting and had a good chance to vent out feelings and emotions. We received a lot of empathy and understanding in return. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch at Aladdin’s.
Sally called our local police about Cisco and found out that it was our high school’s homecoming weekend which of course results in a lot of parties which would be attractive to someone like Cisco. Cisco's counselor suggested getting a picture of Cisco to the local police department along with a request to detain him and to call the P.O. if they spotted Cisco in the township. We took his picture to the station. We were greeted by an officer who knew and liked Cisco; he gave us a chuckle and told us that they really didn't need a picture. That gave us a peculiarly disconcerting kind of feeling as his parents.
That combined with driving back home past the homecoming football crowd gave Sally and I that sick feeling (that big codependency trigger) that a parent of a teenage addict knows. What did I do wrong? Why am I not allowed to enjoy this beautiful autumn day at this celebration with my teenager like all of these “Normal Folks” are? Why isn’t my son or daughter enjoying the homecoming dance? We talked it out and refocused our emotions again.
We went home and spent the next five hours in our garden taking out the remains of the summer and planting 80-some bulbs for the spring. We cleaned up and went for a leisurely dinner at Denny’s.
That’s when we received a call from Cisco’s P.O.
Part 2 – Saturday Evening – Let’s Turn Over a Few Rocks
The P.O. was in our neighborhood and wanted to speak with us. We invited him to join us at Denny’s for dessert. Over dessert he explained his plan to attempt to flush Cisco out from hiding. He had started at one of Cisco’s “friend’s” houses and asked if he could search the place to be sure that Cisco was not hiding there. As a professional courtesy a local police officer accompanied the P.O. in the search.
What the P.O. needed from us was more addresses where we thought that Cisco might be comfortable hiding out at. We discussed quite a few possibilities (Cisco always was a very social person) and we had it down to three possibilities; an ex-girlfriend (Chrissie), a friend who happened to be a girl (Janet) and his former best friend (Jack).
We decided on Janet’s first, a favorite place for Cisco to chill (and we always suspected a favorite place for him to use). Janet’s dad answered the door and was suspicious, of course, but her mother knew and liked Cisco. She understood and invited us in.
Janet told us that she didn’t see Cisco and didn’t know anything about his whereabouts. A smile came across her mom's face and she said "Sure you do, he was here yesterday afternoon." Janet gave her mom that look but switched gears at an astonishingly speed and said “Oh yeah, right, Jack brought him here but we dropped him off back by your neighborhood.”
The P.O. asked her as a favor to bring up Cisco’s Facebook page to see if Cisco had been on it since Thursday. With her parents watching she pulled up the page and we found that he had left a kind of rambling note on Friday. It didn’t give us any clues but we were now reassured that Cisco was back in the neighborhood where he was most comfortable.
We left for our #2 choice; the ex-girlfriend Chrissie’s grandma’s house. Janet agreed that that would be the most likely place that he would be.
When we arrived Chrissie was not at home. We spoke with her grandma. She assured us that Cisco was not there and had not ever been there. When she heard that Cisco had walked away from a recovery facility she was very surprised and said that she would not want anyone who did drugs to visit with her granddaughter.
When the local police officer arrived to assist the P.O. in a search of Chrissie’s bedroom the grandmother said it was okay but she just needed a few minutes to tidy the room up. Her granddaughter was very sloppy and she was a little embarrassed to let anyone see it.
Despite both the P.O.’s and the Police officer’s repeated assurances that they were not offended by sloppy teenager’s rooms the grandma would not allow them in unless she was able to go in first, just for a couple of minutes. The discussion came to an end when the grandma received a call from Chrissie asking for a ride home from her girlfriend’s house.
When Sally heard who Chrissie's girlfriend was her heart jumped up and then down. I didn’t feel much better but we both knew that if we hurried Cisco would be there for sure. Chrissie was at Bambi’s house. Bambi is the biggest pill popping, pot smoking, addict in the township. Bambi is also the girl that Sally came home from work to find sleeping on our couch the day that Cisco overdosed on Robitussin and who knows what else.
We all followed grandma to the house. Sally got a sick feeling in the car and called the P.O. on the phone to tell him that she felt sure that the grandma was phoning ahead to warn them. The P.O. agreed but said let’s keep going.
When we got to Bambi’s Chrissie was already standing on the street waiting for her ride. The P.O. got grandma to roll down the window so he could talk to Chrissie. She admitted that Cisco was with her at Bambi’s but cut out early before Bambi’s stepfather got home from work.
No, she didn’t have any idea where he would go to, no, Cisco did not stay at her house the night before, no, she was not intoxicated. No, the P.O. didn’t believe her on any one of the three statements. He gave grandma his card with his phone number in case she heard anything about where Cisco was. No, he didn’t think that he would ever get a call from grandma.
The P.O. and Sally were admitted into Bambi's house with no trouble. I waited outside for the police to show up. They checked the bedrooms and even the closets. Only later they would find out how close we came to catching Cisco. Bambi was clearly intoxicated. No surprise there, except that her mom and stepdad were sitting in the living room watching TV while these kids were getting high in the bedroom. The P.O. thanked them for cooperating but was clearly annoyed that we just missed Cisco. Sally and I were also disappointed. It seemed that Sally’s intuition was correct. Someone had warned them that we were coming.
The only consolation the P.O. could offer is that we had flushed him out on a cold night. He felt that there was a lot of texting and twittering going on throughout the township warning that hiding Cisco was like posting an invitation for the police to visit your home. The last thing that Cisco’s “friends” ever want is a visit from the police.
It was after 11:00 and we debated what our next move was.
People are generally less agreeable to opening their home the later it gets. We thought of going back to grandma’s house thinking that she may have picked Cisco up a street or two away. Or Cisco could be hiding nearby, possibly in Bambi’s back yard waiting for the parents to go to bed.
Or Cisco may have headed home even though it was totally locked up. If he could get to our camping gear he would at least be more comfortable if he had to sleep in the woods.
Or Cisco may have headed for Jack’s house. We gave Jack a call. Jack assured me for the second time that night that he would not allow Cisco in his house. I believed him because I have known Jack since he and Cisco went to first grade. He cut off his friendship with Cisco anytime Cisco was using. The P.O. wasn’t sure and wanted to talk to him.
We called him and asked Jack to text Chrissie to ask her what was going on with Cisco. He called back and said that we probably missed him in Bambi’s closet. Sally assured us that she did not miss him as difficult as it was to get the door open with all of the debris on the bedroom floor. Cisco is a big kid and could not have hid in there.
The P.O. wanted to talk to Jack in person. Sally wanted to go home and go to sleep. I decided to ride sidekick with the P.O.
Go to PART 3 – Saturday at Midnight – A Time to Sit and Wait
Promises - Written by Violet, Who is a PSST Mom
Posted by:Sally--Wednesday, October 20, 2010
As I was getting ready to leave the phone rang…I saw it said Liberty Station….and there was the feeling again….that sickness in the pit of your stomach from so many phone calls before…when will that go away…I answer with..this is Violet, what’s wrong…I was informed Sal did not put his visitor request in the required 2 days in advance so I would not be able to see him….My heart sank…was this another way to punish me? Something prompted me to ask if I could go to the family educational session…why I did was not in my control…my first reaction was to say fine…he doesn’t follow the rules that is was happens….but those words did not come out of my mouth…much to my surprise I was told I could come….
The therapist told me she felt he did want to see me because on his goals he wrote to have a good visit with his mom…she felt he was testing the rules….so as a mother of an addict I felt here we go again….pushing the buttons…I should just stay home…but something inside me urged me to go…so I listened and went…
When I got there all the parents were with their kids…except me…and then the therapist said she was getting Sal because he needed to be there and I just would not be able to visit afterward…so there I sat…like so many times before…in the principal’s office….in court….getting out of jail….in rehab….waiting…waiting for him to be brought in to be told the bad news….he comes in and sits….and I think to myself what now….
But the session begins….we are given a worksheet….we have to list…2 things that we like about each other….we don’t like and that we need…..I give mine thought….Sal is done in record time….and I think doesn’t he think this is important….what is the matter with him….why do I continue to try…..well it comes to our turn and we have to read them out loud….I start with my first 2 and he responds with his….and he did give it thought after all…am I so quick to judge my own son….I am ashamed of myself….the summary of his responses were for me to not to continually dwell on past events and to praise him more when he does something right and continue to support him…..that was eye opening for me….is that what I have become….but he didn’t say it with hate….he understood my feelings…..maybe I need to learn from that….and then to the last question…I need____. Mine was pretty typical…stay clean…be part of the family…..get a plan and continue to work towards recovery……
His was I NEED YOU TO BE IN MY LIFE!!!!............
Wow…..for my son….who has buried his emotions….that was huge….of course….as the mother of an addict…..I did what I do best… cry……
Now I know why God sent me there…..I believe it was a test…..not just of obedience but for me to trust that I am not in control….that there is a plan…..and it is not mine….it is from a power greater than I can imagine….and if I believe not just when it’s easy but when it’s very difficult I can have the peace I so strive for not just in my life but my son’s…
This episode has opened my eyes that I need to separate my memories and feelings……those of the addict and those of my son…for truly they are not the same person….and I do tend to blend them….
Please God…grant me the wisdom to know the difference…..
Violet
Only Time Will Tell by Sally - A PSST Mom
Posted by:Sally--Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Cisco left his placement facility after our visit last Thursday. In retrospect he now says he knew as soon as he walked down the porch steps that it was a mistake.
Rocco is sitting beside me right now tapping away on his laptop to tell you the whole story. I will just say that I am relieved that we forced Cisco out of hiding and that he returned home.
Did he learn anything? Only time will tell.
Only time will tell if Cisco did get it. I mean 'get' the recovery thing.
(We will never know all of what he got while he was out on his own for three nights.)
Cisco was sent to Shuman. Rocco and I had a good visit with him yesterday.
We conversed for the complete hour, played a hand of crazy eights with him and the time flew by quickly.
He tried to get me into a trap or two but I dodged them. Twice he
casually said that he should not have taken the heroin - it is everywhere on
the corners of Manchester. I just nodded my head in agreement and let him
continue talking. Could we discover if he did heroin or was he just
trying to get me to panic? I would not panic because it does not help the situation. I really doubt that he was even in Manchester.
I am now a seasoned mother of an addict. Nothing phases me. And I know that addicts lie.
My new strengths that I will work on will be to always keep it in my head
that he is a liar. First of all to protect my sanity and second of all to
ensure that he has a consequence for not telling the truth.
I will also keep in mind that he is oppositional...that will hopefully keep
me from giving him directives on how to live. It is time to stop telling him how to live since he very rarely takes my advice. I should have learned that sooner. Some of these lessons take a long time to learn. At least for me.
Above all that I still love him. I love him very much and always will. We had a good visit and I do believe he is meant to have a functional and prosperous life...only time will tell.
Summary of OCT 16 PSST Meeting in Mt Lebanon
Posted by:Rocco--Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Meet the Parents III - Oct 16, 2010 PSST Meeting Summary - Mt Lebanon
We had another terrific turnout Saturday for our PARENT SURVIVAL SKILLS TRAINING (PSST) Meeting at OUTREACH TEEN AND FAMILY SERVICES in Mt Lebanon, including six new parents.
PSST meetings are open to all parents who are dealing with the distress and difficulties caused by their teenager’s substance abuse. We are here to help empower PARENTS with support, information, advice, skills and techniques a parent needs to SUCCEED in helping their teenager save their own life.
The meeting was lead by Val, Lloyd and Rebecca from Allegheny County Probation and Family Therapist Jocelyn from Wesley Spectrum Services. Speaking for all of the parents who attend these meetings we would like to sincerely thank them for their support and for sharing their experience, understanding and much appreciated humor.
The meeting was attended by eleven parents representing eight families: alias' Daisy, Marcie, Patti, Alice, Sally & Rocco, Violet, Tom & Becky, Helen & Harry
We parents each had a chance to share our own situations and issues.
[The following is not exactly like a court transcript of the meeting but more of a brief synopsis, to the best of my recollection. If I missed anything important or confused stories please feel free to add a comment at the end of this post or respond to sallyservives@gmail.com – Rocco]
Daisy is a single mom of a 15 year old son, we call Ozzie, who is currently in an inpatient recovery facility under Act 53 (asking the Court to declare your child to be in need of involuntary drug and/or alcohol treatment services).
Daisy had a very brief phone call from an agitated Ozzie on Wednesday to tell her that his first Home Pass had been canceled due to his behavior. He did call back a bit later and had some time to discuss the issues. She will see him during the Family visit Time on Sunday.
Daisy is a good example of a typical PSST Parent. When she came to her first PSST meeting about 6 months ago she was a very stressed out single mom with a teenager that was regularly using marijuana and creating total chaos into their home . Like so many of us at PSST her son Ozzie had been a wonderful child that did well in school and sports and that everyone enjoyed being with. Around 14 or 15 they seem to pick up new “friends”, new habits and a totally new attitude; none of them good. They become argumentative, defiant, overbearing louts.
Daisy like many of us became embarrassed, confused, angry, depressed, worried, irritated, perplexed, annoyed, anxious, humiliated, troubled and generally mystified at their child’s behavior (just to name a few of our feelings). We don’t know where, when or why our teen began abusing drugs but we will try anything to stop it.
Daisy tried to work with the school and counselors and finally got some help from Gateway Rehabilitation. In addition she came to PSST. In a relatively short time, and a few boxes of tissues, she has made that amazing transformation that most of us PSST Parents are able to make. She has regained control of her child, her home and her
life. She has not only been able to clean out her home from top to bottom she actually has time to do some things for herself and best of all just relax.
Her son Ozzie still has a way to go, as most of our teenagers do, but he is now under control and heading in the right direction. Unfortunately there is no quick fix and there are no simple answers to our adolescents’ problems. Never the less the more clean time we can help them achieve the more we can resolve their issues.
Hopefully she will share on the blog how her Sunday visit went. Thanks for sticking with PSST and becoming such a good role model for all of us Daisy.
Marcie is a first time PSST mom. She is divorced with four children. Her 16 year old son’s behavior (just like the rest of our kids) recently took a nose dive. A few weeks ago she was called by the school and told that he was found with marijuana on him. This carries an automatic suspension from school and a juvenile hearing to assign a probation officer to him. Marcie (with many of the same feelings described above) met with the school and made sure that her son (we’ll call him Chuck) was placed into an alternative school while he was waiting to be placed into the other school. She did not need Chuck to be sitting home for a week waiting. In short Marcie has done an excellent job in getting help for her son. Marcie’s problem is her ex-husband, Linus, who doesn’t want to address their son’s problem in the same urgent manner.
Thanks for making it and please keep coming to the PSST Meetings Marcie. We will try to help you deal with your son and his dad in a positive way.
Please check this blog on PSST power words – ‘You’re Right’, ‘never the less’ and ‘regardless’. Read about “Why not to ask why?” and how to do the “PSSTwist”. We’ll reinforce these when you come to the next PSST Meeting (Wilkinsburg on Saturday November 6).
Next was Marcie’s friend Patti, another first time PSST mom. Her teenage son likewise has been “experimenting” with marijuana and defiant behavior. The big difference is that Patti and her husband are on the same page and will not allow their son to manipulate them. Sally and I work very hard to stay on the same page as each other when dealing with Cisco.
If our son tells us that the other parent said “it” is okay, we still verify “it”, in person or by phone or e-mail with each other. Or as someone stated “How do you know when an addict is lying? When their lips are moving.”
This is not to make light of the subject but please be aware at all times of the tremendous manipulative skills teenage addicts develop and their uncanny ability to switch techniques almost the instant they realize that their first method is not working. They can turn from your sweet child to a nagging whiner or an angry monster punching holes in walls and doors in seconds to get what they want.
Thanks for trying PSST Patti. You sound like you already are off to a good start. Please come to some more meetings. Remember to practice "I am not comfortable with that."
Please Note: Expecting to get the same response from a teenage drug/alcohol user that you get from a non-using adolescent will only lead to disappointment, exasperation and frustration.
Another regular PSST mom, Alice (Ralph was busy with their younger son, Ed, at a church work project) was able to make it. Their older son, Norton, has left the state because his recovery and their house rules were both too tough for him to follow. As Ralph pointed out at an earlier meeting their house rules basically boiled down to stay clean and keep up with his recovery program.
Ed, 15, is currently finishing up at an inpatient recovery program. He is about to return home on a home contract with Alice and Ralph and another contract with his Probation Officer. These contracts are very basic and spell out the conditions of what is expected of the teenager in order to remain living at home with their families. It can but does not need to spell out the consequences if they break the terms of the contract. It should also be noted that the contract is subject to periodic reviews by the teen, the parents and the P.O. however contracts are only subject to change by the parents and the P.O. 
Ralph and Alice are another good example of how in less than a year with PSST; they were able to turn their lives around by refocusing on their own well being. They are some of our best PSSTwisters. They have taken the power back in their home to give their sons a chance to work on their own recovery.
Rocco and Sally were next. Their 18 year old son, Cisco, relapsed in August. Since he was still under Juvenile Probation Cisco was placed into an inpatient recovery program. He was doing very well and then on Thursday evening he unexpectedly walked away from the facility and disappeared. Unfortunately P.O. Columbo didn’t find out about it until Friday morning. He and family counselor, and faithful sidekick, Nancy Drew went into immediate action; contacting Sally and Rocco, gathering information and preparing a request for an arrest warrant for Cisco.
Sally tried her best to detach and refocus but was of course concerned about where Cisco went to, where he would stay, who he was with, and which drugs, if any, he might use. Rocco was also apprehensive but tried his best to refocus on the fact that Cisco could not get all that far on $20 and not a lot of street smarts. Sally arrived home early and made sure that all of the windows and doors of their house were locked. She made some calls to some of Cisco’s “friends” that she felt she may be able to trust. They all said that they did not know where he was but would contact her if he called. Sally and Rocco, as well as P.O. Columbo and Counselor Nancy all had doubts that these “friends” would make the call. They all felt that Cisco would eventually be hiding out at one or more of their homes. How long his “friends” and their parents would allow him to hide out was the next question.
I’ve tried to lighten our story up a bit but I do understand the seriousness of the situation and the potential dangers. Sally and I were of course concerned but tried our best to accept the wisdom that this was something that we could not change, the serenity to understand that, along with Cisco’s relapse, this is yet another trial in his recovery process, and the courage to continue on as normally as we could. We thank our P.O. and counselor for their immediate actions and concern they showed us. We also thank our good friends, our fellow PSST Parents, that reached out to us with their messages, prayers, wishes and hugs.
I will let you know that this episode has ended well. Never the less I will keep you hanging on because this story deserves its own post. Stay tuned.
We took a break for Val’s Bosses Day Cake (See Lloyd’s Happy Boss’ Day post), Dunkin Munchkins, chips, soda and coffee. Lloyd then called the meeting back to order (no small task) for the rest of the parents’ turns to share there issues and feelings.
Another of our regular PSST single moms, Violet, has a son, Sal, who has been through several inpatient recovery programs. Like Cisco he has relapsed however thanks to Violet he has accumulated a lot of clean time and is still working to stay clean. He is currently in a half-way house. Violet has made it clear to Sal that he is not allowed back home until he is ready to remain clean and sober and to respect her and her rules. She did not have the best visit with Sal last week but she had the strength to call an end to their meeting, get up and leave without feeling too guilty. Hopefully she will share on the blog how her Sunday visit went.
You have come a long way in a short time Violet! You are the one person who has stuck with your son throughout all of his issues. Thank you for coming to PSST meetings and sharing with us. We are all here for you and for all parents that are striving to make a difference in their troubled teen’s life.
Two new couples, aka Becky & Tom and Helen & Harry, made it to the meeting. Thanks so much for joining us. 
They both have young teenage sons, and like so many of our PSST Teens did, they are getting into the “lifestyle” of Addictive Behavior including deception, defiance, dealing, distancing themselves from family, school and activities, deceit, lying, manipulation and a touch of criminal behavior. This typically will lead to an appearance at a local magistrate’s office or at juvenile court.
Becky gets the first ever PSSTrophy for consulting the blog before attending her first meeting and using the "Cold Water Wake-Up Method" on her teen who didn't want to get up for school. It worked, Becky exclaimed! 
You may have noticed all of the other parents nodding in agreement as you told us about your teens sneaking out, stealing, disobeying and using. We all know how you felt when you explained how puzzled you are on when, how or why you lost control of your children. The description of their behavior was almost identical as our children.
As we discussed at the end of the meeting we will try to go over appearances at juvenile court and at the local magistrate at the next PSST Meeting (Wilkinsburg on Saturday November 6).
We appreciate Becky & Tom and Helen & Harry taking the time to attend the PSST Meeting and hope that you will continue to.
It is understandable that we as parents may beat ourselves up with “What did we do wrong?”
This is pointless.
Teens may choose drugs and alcohol even when they have the most loving, caring parents. Instead of focusing on why, you need to accept that your teen has a problem and look for expert guidance and then refocus on what you can do to assist your teen in their recovery.
You are not alone. We here at PSST are here to assist and encourage you in getting the help you need. PSST will also work with you on how to modify your parental behavior. We have all unintentionally enabled our teens in their quest to obtain drugs and alcohol. Either by providing cash (for lunches, movies, dances, football games, etc.) or overlooking missing items like electronics, clothing, video games, DVD’s, jewelry, tools (wrench sockets), kitchen knives and alcohol.
There was time for a Role Play concerning a mom trying to get her child’s less than cooperative father to get on the same page in dealing with their daughter’s behavior. If your spouse, partner, significant other is not cooperating they are part of the problem; here is a way to handle the situation (once more this is not a transcript but a short version to demonstrate).
First, have a talk with your child’s father without your teen present. Explain how you intend to handle the situation. This gives them a chance to get on board. If they still disagree with what you say or do not want to cooperate; Try the following:
In this role play, the mom is the Concerned Parent, the dad is Mr. Uncooperative and their teen is little Susie:
Susie: “So like I’ll see you mom. I’m going over to Buffy’s party.”
Mom: (Looks directly at her teen. Even though Mr. Uncooperative is standing right at the teen’s side do not even look at him. Focus on the child.) “Susie, let’s keep this short. I know that you don’t like long lectures.”
Susie: “You got that right mom! All you ever do is blah, blah, blah, blah…”
Mom: “You know something, you’re right. Sometimes I do go on too long. So I will keep it short. We told you that you were grounded this weekend because you chose not to follow your home rules.”
Mr. UC: (Very Large Eyeroll towards Susie)
Susie: “Well, like, I stayed home last night. This is Saturday night and I am invited to Buffy’s birthday party.”
Mom: (Ignores Mr UC's eyeroll, maintains eye contact with Susie) “I am sorry about that. I like Buffy and…”
Susie: “Well then it’s okay then I have to get going. They’re waiting out front.”
Mr. UC: “Yeah. Come on her friends are waiting out front.”
Mom: (Do not even acknowledge Mr. UC; Keep your cool and do not break eye contact with your teen.)
Susie: “Dad is right, mom, come on, I have to go. This real-ly sucks!”
Mom: (Stay focused, lean a little closer to your teen and say in a calm, firm voice.) “You are so-o-o-o right Honey. This really does suck. I hate being the one to tell you. Regardless, you understood when you broke the rules that there were consequences. You helped us write them. You are grounded for the entire weekend, birthday party or not.”
Mr. UC: “Sheesh. Give the kid a break. No wonder she is so nervous all the time. You make everybody nervous with all of your dumb rules. At least let her friends stop in.”
Susie: “Yeah, dad is cool, I’ll go and tell them to come in.”
Mom: (Do not even acknowledge Mr. UC; Keep your cool.) “I’m sorry, but I am not comfortable with that. You are not going out and they are not coming into this house.”
Susie: “You're not what? You know what you are? You’re nuts mom. I should call Youth Services on you. I should turn you’re a$$ in for being nuts!”
Mom: (keeping eye contact with Susie only) “You're right Susie, I must really sound like I’m nuts sometimes. Never the less, young lady, you were warned about what would happen. (Still focusing on her teen) Your father is wrong. You are grounded for tonight and tomorrow and tomorrow night. If you can follow the rules, maybe, you can see your friends on Monday. Now we all agree that I talk too much and I said that we wanted to keep this talk short so consider this discussion over. Do you have any questions before I go?”
Susie: “Sh-y-t no.”
Mom: “Okay Susie, thanks for listening. (Be the first to walk away) I will go tell your friends that you won’t be coming with them tonight.”
Sally and I have found that the more we practice role-plays the better we are at thinking on our feet when confronted. When we both react quickly and consistently we keep the power.
Remember our two favorite words NEVERTHELESS and REGARDLESS. Try to get BUT totally out of your vocabulary. Or as one of my favorite people loves to always remind me “Everything you say after the word BUT is BS.”
We did not have time for a Role Play about a court appearance and we hope to start the next PSST meeting with one.
We briefly touched on the phrase “I am not comfortable with that.” This is a great way to stop an argument before it starts. Anytime your teen tries to get you to explain why they can’t do something, your answer should always be “I’m not comfortable with that.” This shifts the blame and the conversation your way and stops your teen’s attempt at an argument. If they ask “Why aren’t you comfortable with that?” Take the blame again with “Gee, I don’t know, maybe it’s just me.” If they use their favorite phrase “I don’t care” cut them off with “Maybe that is part of the reason I am not comfortable.”
We had some final comments to finish up another good meeting and we all left with a little more wisdom and confidence to face our teens and the world of alcohol and drug addiction.
Our Thanks again to all at PSST, and of course our sincere thanks to OUTREACH TEEN AND FAMILY SERVICES for the use of their space.
We look forward to seeing more concerned parents on Saturday, November 6 for the next PSST meeting at
Allegheny County Eastern Probation Office in Wilkinsburg.
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Conversation with a Liar.
Posted by:Lloyd Woodward--Monday, October 18, 2010
There is no cure for the lying teenager although sometimes they stop lying. They sometimes decide to stop. Why? Not sure. Still, I believe that you can do two things at the same time that may steer your teenager towards telling the truth more.
1. Accept and love the liar just the way he is.
2. Gently prod him towards a more honest life by making decisions about him based on your knowledge that he is not honest. He has not earned trust. Do not trust even when and especially when you believe that he is telling the truth. It is not as important that you believe him to be telling the truth as is the point that he has not earned trust. His word is pretty meaningless and only by acting as though his word is meaningless can you continually drive home the true consequences for lying; i.e., "no one will believe you even when you are telling the truth."
Somehow the parent assumes the responsibility to know when his teenager is lying. Since we are the mother or the father we feel that we should be able to tell. In fact, as Probation Officer sometimes we pride ourselves on being able to tell when a youth is lying. We think that rewarding him when our internal lie detector is indicating "honest" and punishing him or withholding the reward when our internal lie detector indicates "lie," is the way to help.
When we do this we miss the main point. It is and should not be our responsibility to become a lie detector. Yes, sometimes we can tell but sometimes we can't. We can act the same whether or not our lie detector indicates yea or nea. That is the larger consequence. Even when the liar is telling the truth, we can't behave as if he just told us the truth. We have to wait and see. We have to find out for ouselves.
Your son or daughter may be a good liar. You can't always tell and even if you could it is not your responsibility to be a good lie detector- it is his responsibility to be a good truth teller. When we take that responsibility off of him we are enabling him. When we believe him and act as if he is now a truth teller, we rescue him from the consequences of his repetitive lying. That's the definition of enabling: rescuing from the consequences.
Me: Hey, I hear you really did have that cell phone after all?
Julia: Ya. I did.
Me: Cause the last time we talked, you told me that you didn't' have it and that someone was framing you.
Julia: Well, I knew you'd tell them if I told you the truth.
Me: You're right! I would have told them.
Julia: I know.
Me: So, you had to lie! You had no choice.
Julia: Right.
Me: You were forced to lie- you got yourself into a situation where lying was your only option.
Julia: Yeah
Me: Seems like you get into a jam like that a lot, you know, get yourself into a spot where you are forced to tell a lie.
Julia: Well, yeah
Me: Yeah, do you remember what I said when you told me that you didn't have a cell phone.
Julia: No,
Me: I said that you have already admitted that you don't tell the truth until you have to tell the truth; you know until you are caught.
Julia: Well, I wanted to tell you myself and I don't appreciate it that they already told you.
Me: You were going to tell me- I know you were.
Julia: Exactly
Me: You always tell me the truth "after you are caught" not before right?
Julia: Right, but I should have been able to tell you in person- not over the phone.
Me: Right, no doubt that would have been better.
Me: You know what's funny?
Julia: What?
Me: Even after all the lies you told me-I kinda believed you or at least I really wanted to believe you this time.
Julia: I know
Me: I guess you're a really good liar.
Julia: Yeah but that's bad.
Me: Not all the time it's not bad. Sometimes it's good.
Julia: When?
Me: Well, if you were a undercover cop and you had to make heroin buys and put the drug dealers in jail. If they ask you if you were a cop and you said, 'No, I'm not a cop" and then they go to jail. That would be a good job for you cause you really are a good liar!
Julia: Laughs
Me: Or if you were a spy. If you lived in Russia and you were trying to find out important intelligence then you'd be good in that job, cause you're a really good liar, huh?
Julia: Yeah, I guess
Me: Or what if you were an attorney? Some attorney's lie don't they?
Julia: Yep.
Me: So that would be a good job for you- cause you're a good liar, huh?
Julia: I guess so but it's not good for people to think you are a good liar.
Me: Well that depends doesn't it? Cause I don't think you are embarrassed at all by it; you know, by being a good liar- I think you kinda like that.
Julia: Sometimes.
Me: It's a challenge for you to see if you can dupe the PO, it's fun for you to lie and know that I "fell for it again" right?
Julia: Not really.
Me: Well I think maybe it is fun for you- but even if it was you might not tell me cause...
Julia: ...cause I'm a good liar?
Me: Right. But that's not always a bad thing.
Me: Think if you were a department store Santa Claus at Christmas time. And some little kid on your lap wants to know if he can have a Play Station Three for Christmas? You would be really good at that job cause you wouldn't say, 'Sorry Kid, this is just a photo opp! I'm not connected with the real Santa Clause at all. In fact, there is no real Santa Clause is there?
Me: That would suck for the kid so it's a good thing that there are people who are good liars.
Me: What if you were kidnapped by bad guys and they were going to torture you to find me? But you didn't' want to tell them that they could find me at my office in Wilkinsburg so it would be great if you told them I moved to Tanzania. That could throw them off the track and save my life! You'd be totally good at that!
Julia: Yeah, I'm not sure where you're going with this.
Me: Yeah, I can see that you don't. I'm just wondering how this lying is working for you in recovery? I think I heard somewhere that part of the recovery deal is "honesty in all our affairs." Isn't that a cornerstone of recovery?
Julia: Yeah. But I'm not there yet.
Me: Well, yeah, I agree with that- you are certainly not there yet. But you probably aren't the only addict who struggles with that are you?
Julia: No.
Me: Maybe it's harder to stay clean if you continue lying- i'm not sure how that is for you.
Me: I have to tell you something.
Julia: What?
Me: I'm not really surprised that you lied about the cell phone. Cause I knew you don't tell the truth. I mean, you sounded honest when you told me, but I remembered that you are a really good liar and so I didn't really believe you. Sort of. I mean I wanted to believe you but really I think even when you are telling the truth I just don't believe you anymore. Remember I said, if you were lying right now I wouldn't know it?
Julia: Yeah.
pause
Me: Anyway, I'm coming over to see in person tomorrow and we can discuss it. Me, and Patti and Joan.
Julia: Why does Pattie have to be there? She will try to make me look bad.
Me: I suppose she will.
Julia: I don't want her to be there.
Me: Yeah, but she has to be there.
Julia: Why?
Me: Well, because she works there for one thing. For another, I really can't really believe what you say can I? I mean I don't say it to be mean cause I think you are trying to be more honest, and you didn't rob a bank or anything, but being honest is a real challenge for you isn't it?
Julia: Yeah, so?
Me: So that's one reason why I need Patti there- to confirm the real story.
Julia: I'm already caught. I'm telling you the real story.
Me: Sure, sure I know but even when I believe you I really can't believe you. I'm sorry. I can't be sure anymore.
Julia: Oh.
Me: Yeah, so I'll see you tomorrow OK? We'll all talk.
Julia: She's going to try to use this lying against me. She's going to keep bringing it up.
Me: Yup. I'm sure she is.
Julia: I hate that.
Me: Not much apparently.
Julia: What do you mean?
Me: Just that I didn't think that you were that embarrassed cause if you were I thought you'd quit lying and I can see that you haven't done that. I think you're a little embarrassed when you get caught but I also think you think it's cool to put one over on the ole PO.
Julia: Yeah, sort of.
Me: OK, well thanks for this candid discussion. I'm going to try to remember that you're a really good liar. Maybe someday you'll have one of those jobs where it helps to be a good liar. Until then, I'll try to remember that I can't always tell if your lying, you know, like you said, that you don't admit nothing until you're caught red-handed. That's helpful that you admitted that- thanks, really that makes it easier for me to know how to respond to situations.
Julia: I don't think I like that.
Note: The liar won't stop lying over night. It's going to be a long process. At some point a challenge maybe in order. Something big that the teen wants. Tell him that you challenge him that if he could tell no lies for a period of time then he can have the prize and then say that you're not worried about it because you don't think they can go, for example, three months without telling a lie. They say they can. The challenge is on.
Don't make a bribe out of it. A bribe is presented at the time of the negative (lying) behavior. Wait until they want something and then challenge them. Don't present it at the time of the lie per se. Bribes reinforce negative behavior. Challenges, however, are the biggest motivators. The teen should almost come up with this himself or at least feel that it was sort of his idea too.
If he fails the challenge, tell him lying isn't overcome easily and don't berate them. Let him know it's OK to fail but on the other hand, don't give them the prize either. Set a new challenge if appropriate. Make the challenge difficult enough so that the teen will really have accomplished something.
The premise to this approach is that there is a struggle going on with the liar. He is a rebel. The more you try to force him to tell the truth, the more he needs to lie to prove that he is his own man. Let him know that you know he more than likely can't stop lying. That you expect that. That it factors daily in your decisions.
Suddenly, he is not a rebel. He is, by continuing to lie, doing what you expect him to do. You've just taken the fun out of lying. Now he is predictable and all your decisions about him factor in this one idea: that even when he is telling the truth you can not believe him. He is a great guy in so many ways but his word is pretty meaningless. Now you ride it out. Don't expect changes over night but over time, and time is now on your side, he may grow tired of doing the predictable dishonest thing. And when he seems ready for a challenge- go for it.
This girl above is over 20 years old. She asked me when I am going to close her case. I told her if she could not lie and not get into trouble for sneaky behaviors at the recovery house where she lives, that I would check with the other professionals and with her parents and "shake on it" when I come over to see her. Then, if possible I will make a deal to close her case in three months if she can be honest and refrain from getting in trouble.
Julia: Oh, that's great, I have something to motivate me and now I'm going to really do great here.
Me: I hope you'll pardon me if I tell you that I have trouble believing that.
Julia: Why? It's true.
Me: It certainly sounds true, but I've learned that I can't believe what you say and I think that even if you mean it to be true- it will be very hard for you go three months without getting into trouble or lying. I think a day without a lie for you is like a day without sunshine.
Julia: That's ridiculous.
Me: I agree it does sound ridiculous. But then, I think it was ridiculous for you to lie about the cell phone but there you have it.
Julia: I'm going to prove you wrong.
Me: I think I wouldn't mind being proved wrong but once again, pardon me if I don't hold my breath waiting for you to become honest!
Final thoughts: It is really important that parents and professionals refrain from telling the even the white lie around the liar. If the liar sees that we also lie occasionally, that becomes a justification for them to continue to lie. Also, teens will imitate adults so lets become one of the good role models for our teenager.
"Make yourself an honest man, and then you may be sure that there is one less rascal in the world." Thomas Carlyle
What is the Difference Between a Sociopath, a Compulsive, a Pathological, a Chronic, and a Habitual Liar? Click here for answer. Keep in mind that this approach recommended above is more appropriate for an habitual liar, not for a teenager who has told a lie but not very often.
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Three-Card Monte and Your Oppositional Teen By Ralph Kramden
Posted by:Sally--Sunday, October 17, 2010
Alice and I continue to help our teenage son, Ed, through his recovery. Ed is cleared to leave his current placement as soon as an appropriate high school is found and Ed is enrolled. You see, Ed can't go back to his old high school, because it is both a "people" and "places" problem for him, even though it's comfortable and would eliminate a new school adjustment.
Alice and I, along with our attack-dog-on-a-leash PO, have been very clear about that, despite multiple requests from Ed: "We agree with you that it would be the easiest school to go to, nevertheless, your old high school is (move in a few inches closer) OFF THE TABLE."
We could have given Ed multiple reasons why it's a REALLY BAD idea to go back to his old high school. We even tried to explain it to Ed. But in the end, he didn't hear any of the explanation until after he knew, "it's really off the table."
So, we have been in the process of finding a new high school for Ed, and one quickly bubbled to the top of our list because of its format and help that Ed would continue to get. If his recovery continues, Ed could even graduate from this high school in a few years, our only real educational goal for Ed.
So, there is a lot involved in getting Ed enrolled in a school that's not on the normal list. Plus, Ed is going to have to interview the school while they are interviewing him. Ed could easily have a bad attitude about the whole thing, since it's not his first choice.
He could have the attitude, "What? I don't get my old high school? Well, I'm just going to mess up the whole process. I don't care if I stay in placement for another year if it means I don't get my pick of schools."
That would be the definition of a very oppositional teen.
Well, Ed didn't say that. We believe he's not quite that defiant, especially when he's not trying to protect his addiction. Plus, Ed still wants to get out of placement. He still values freedom and a normal life over derailing his parents or the PO.
But just how oppositional is Ed?
The cards are bent down the middle of the long side so that they stand slightly off the table. The "tosser" lets you see the cards and begins rapidly laying them face down on the table and moving them around.
Your job is to pick where the queen is.
Since you saw the queen before the lay-down and shuffle, you can follow it and guess its location. Except that you're wrong! The queen was never laid where you first thought it was. If you do accidentally guess the real location of the queen, the tosser has a shill who will disrupt the game and void your bet. You can't win except in the beginning when the tosser is trying to reel you in.
This scam is called Find the Lady in England, and Bonneteau in France.
The same game is also called the Shell Game and played with a small marker and three cups or shells. The difference in that version is that the marker is secretly removed until after any (always wrong) shell is chosen. You can never win unless you can choose all three shells at once.
What does Three Card Monte have to do with oppositional teens, you may be asking?
Of course, some of you who read this blog have already figured it out. The answer is NOT that you can't win. But rather, you win Three Card Monte by not playing.
Don't give your teen that same old nugget of enabling (letting him or her know that it's OK to toss down and shuffle the red queen). You won't win.
The answer is, we need to be the tosser. Toss your teen some healthy challenges that they can figure out and grow from. Toss them a black queen, because life is going to do that to them until they can figure out life isn't about crime, drugs, or even them.
Toss them all hearts: love, pride, and respect so that they don't have to play Three Card Monte with you or the world!
So, back to the oppositional teen and Ed.
We've been learning to challenge our teens, especially non-suicidal, oppositional ones, by giving them a counter opinion or using "reverse psychology" to build up the opposite position. We can even take it to an extreme opposite to help them see how ridiculous the other side is.
Statements like, "I know this is going to be very hard for you, honey. I'm not sure if you can make it.", seem to motivate teens. Or, "I think it would be OK or up to you if you run away from treatment."
So, I wanted to try this and test to see if it really works. I was too afraid to say, "Ed, I think you will hate the school you are interviewing this week." Like all parents, I'm still learning how to be a parent even though Ed is our youngest of four.
It's a whole new parenting technique that you have to learn for teens with addictive behaviors, too.
So, I feel as stupid as a new parent. You've seen them: the ones who leave the diaper bag in the car and have to punt when an explosion happens. You only get caught on that one once.
And a "hate-the-school" statement isn't quite right either -- it's just an opposite of what I thought, not a strategic twist to counter or build up. So, instead I said, "Mom and I think this school is a really good school choice because of blah, blah, and blah. However, your PO thinks you won't like the school."
The unsaid implication: "You won't like it. So, interview with that in mind." I haven't yet mastered the ability to verbally twist my opinions, so I used another person that teens like to be oppositional with: the PO.
Then I let Alice know, in case there was a question. Well, there were questions!
Ed asks Alice during the interview why the PO would think he didn't like this school. Alice pleads ignorance or insanity. The latter a good defense around teens sometimes.
Kathie T., along for the interview, probably thinks the PO has lost his mind. And Ed calls me immediately after the interview and wants to know what the PO doesn't like about the school. Is there something wrong with it? What does the PO know that he doesn't?!? And where is that pesky red queen? Ed didn't find her.
Well, you can easily guess the next outcome...
...Ed likes the school. While it's not his high school, it is OK and he wants to go there. And, he proved the PO wrong. Ed might be thinking something like this, "That PO doesn't know what he's talking about. It's a good school. Isn't it a great feeling that I can be in control and make my own decisions without that bothersome PO telling me what to do? I might even be smarter than that PO."
He FOUND my opinion about the school by thinking through, in a reverse way, the other opinion. It worked!
For my part, I still am working on learning how to do the twist without over doing it. The technique is to not state (or not over-state) your "great" idea or opinion on the subject, but to state an opinion that allows THEM to THINK about the idea before they act on it.
Further, if the teen is always or sometimes oppositional, and what teen isn’t, you would be agreeing with them, if you state the reverse idea or opinion from yours.
It’s a great technique, if you can get away from the controlling-parent mode and into the teen-helper mode.
Next time, I think I'll try exploring and twisting one of my own opinions, instead of making up an opinion for the PO. It's a lot less complicated that way when your teen and the person whose opinion you made up, are looking for the red queen.
Our PO, who is now clued in to the experiment also, reminds me that we didn't have a Control, so scientifically we don't know if the outcome would have been different had the twist not been brought up. This is true, however, Ed's level of interest in the PO's (fake) statement, at the very least, gives us a clue that teens care about opposing statements.
The PO says that teens ALWAYS love to prove him wrong, and while we don't really know how oppositional Ed would have been, in general, all teens also love to prove their parents wrong. It seems at least that Ed was thinking through having two different, opposing ideas.
Finally, I found something interesting recently that said teens need to be somewhat oppositional, at least to some small degree. It is actually a sign of a healthy teen when he or she is being a little rebellious against the parental control.
The theory stated that it is how they learn to grow up. It is the teen saying, "I want to make more of my own decisions. Even if I screw up, at least it's my decision."
That, as long as it’s not a "safety" issue, is a healthy thing. Teens do have to grow up sometime. And it's probably better that they learn to grow up before they learn to be experts at tossing Three Card Monte at us -- or in the street.
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Happy Boss's Day to Valerie!
Posted by:Lloyd Woodward--Saturday, October 16, 2010
It was a surprise for Supervisor Valerie Ketter to find that the parents at a fairly large PSST meeting in Mt Lebanon wished her a Happy Boss's Day. In fact, several of the parents present had direct thanks for Valerie's help, not just as their Probation Officer's Supervisor, but because of the direct work that Valerie has done with them to help with their teenager.
That's one of the things about Valerie: she does not just supervise from the ivory tower (or from the office) but she comes out and sets an example for her Probation Officers by also rolling up her sleeves and doing some direct work.
Considering the loyalty and appreciation felt at the Parents Meeting towards Supervisor Ketter probably none would have disagreed with the following quote:
"One measure of leadership is the caliber of people who choose to follow you." ~Dennis A. Peer
No doubt there was a pretty high level of caliber eating this cake.
PSST wishes Supervisor Valerie Ketter all the best and offers heartfelt thanks for all that she has done over the years to make PSST a successful parent community. Especially PSST thanks Valerie for all the hard work she has done on behalf of PSST parents who are trying desperately to save their teenager's lives. Without her support and hard work there would be no PSST.
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