Tough Week

This week, I have been incredibly stressed out. One reason is the huge amount of work I need to get done before fall break begins and another is Jordan problems. Not Jordan problems as in me-and-Jordan-problems, but as in Jordan's-parents-completely-suck-problems. Last week, I wrote a little bit about his family history and I just need somewhere to vent about all that happened this week, so I figured a blog would be a pretty good place for that. On Tuesday, Jordan found out his parents had a court date  for child support that day. His dad has never paid a dime in child support and has been taken to court for it before, but Jordan knew nothing about it this time until the day of. I guess I'm not sure what the exact legalities of child support are, but I figure that it is supposed to have something to do with actually supporting the child. Unfortunately, Jordan's mom does not support him at all, emotionally or financially. The settlement ended up being that $300/month will be paid to Jordan's mom until he turns 18 and all of the retroactive child support for the last 6ish years is paid back. We both know that she is just going to pocket the money and spend it on booze and other stupid stuff. This upset Jordan enough, but things just kept getting worse. Jordan called his mom and asked if she was going to use any of the money to help him pay for food and gas. (Because she doesn't even live in the same house as him, he has to buy his own groceries.) At first, she claimed to know nothing about the settlement, but then went on to flip out on him, saying how it was Jordan's fault it all happened, and hung up on him. He tried calling her back numerous times, but she refuses to answer any of his calls or texts. All week, Jordan has been very upset about this whole ordeal. His mom is still refusing to talk to him. Lately, he has been all worried about next year and paying for college and stuff, and this is just adding so much more unnecessary stress to his life. I wish he could be done with all of this crap and just live like a normal teenager without having to worry where his next meal is going to come from. He is convinced his own mother doesn't even love him, which gets him very depressed. It's so hard being away from home when he's going through this stuff. For the last 2 years, I've been with him every step of the way, so now I just want to be able to be there with him like I always have been. It breaks my heart that I can't do that now :(