The Aftermath of PAS
I was watching a movie I love the other night, "Dark Skies." For those who don't know, it's about a family that was unknowingly stalked by aliens for a number of years. By the time signs start showing (strange marks on the kids, sleepwalking, weird things happening in the house), it's too late. Alien abduction is imminent and there's nothing anyone can do to stop it.
It make me think about PAS. It's the same thing. Or at least it was in our case. But the time we started seeing the signs, it was already too late. And we knew what to look for because we'd already been through it once with Faux! Those kids were gone, lost to us. It happened so fast. Within months. SSociopath16 was fine with all of us. Then he suddenly stopped talking to DH and I. That was all that changed. Within a few short months, he had disappeared. He left for school one morning, called CPS and never came back.
DH cleaned out his old room over the weekend. He boxed up his books, bagged up his clothes, and they're ready to be taken to The Salvation Army. His "special" things, mementoes and such, were boxed up and put in the attic in case he ever wants them as an adult. DH said it was therapeutic for him, gave him closure. I'm glad for that.
SSociopath is currently not accepting DH's calls, and is not returning calls. He's mad at DH for supporting BM's decision to change his school. He really thought DH wouldn't agree to it. But hey, SS said it was what he wanted. Besides, he was told the day he called CPS that if he went to live with BM full time, he'd have no choice but to change schools. I think he's learned a very important lesson in what happens when you don't stand up for yourself. Or not. Meh.