Hi Ladies, hoping you can help to sort me out with either straight talk or valium.
DSS aged 21 has lived with us for 2 and a half years now. He came to us in a bit of a mess - self-harming, working long unsociable hours in the restaurant trade. DH took him out of his job and I managed to get him an apprenticeship at the company where I worked. He's in his final year of it, due to end in September-ish. He is paid a bit more than basic wage, probably brings home £1200/month. Runs own car and phone.
DH is ecstatic to have him. He's a typical Disney Dad - every time we saw him as a child, it was down to Toys R Us for something new, even though I disagreed with it (and said so). DH has massive guilt from leaving. We have been together for 18 years.
So - DSS has been to see counsellor etc, but chose not to continue. Seems in a much better place. Has his own little palace upstairs - high speed broadband, Sky Tv, own bathroom etc etc. Workshop and gym in the garage. All at our cost. He pays £200 pm rent (which has only just increased from £120, and caused massive rows between me and DH). DH still in the habit of taking him out and paying for everything, another battle we constantly have. DH also seems to think he should come with us whenever we go out, again I have had to put foot down with a firm hand.
The issue now is that I am SICK of him in my house. He does own washing and gets his own dinner. But I am fed up of him constantly failing to clean up after himself, both in his bedroom, the kitchen and bathroom. He has had to be asked on (at least) a monthly basis to clean up after himself. I leave the conversation to Dad, as I might 'upset him', poor little thing. I think my main problem is that I can't see an end to this. Apparently, when he completes the apprenticeship, he will 'look' for his own place. But it's all so woolly. I just don't think I can bear to think of him still with us in 6-12 months. In common with some other posters, I now just can't stand being near him, can barely bring myself to speak to him and just want him to go and live his own life. I guess I'm probably being unreasonable, but I can't stop feeling like this. I keep trying and descending back into this black rage, nattering on at DH about him all the time. The only solution I can think of is to move out until he is gone, because that might motivate DH to proactively manage him to move on. Any suggestions?