It takes a couple of weeks to get an appointment, but it is good that he is willing...and even wants to go. I don't think I was as sympathetic to his depression until I went through it myself. When he first left I hit rock bottom, I didn't want to get out of bed in the morning. I didn't want to leave the house, but at the same time I didn't want to stay in the house because of memories. It was horrible. Now I just think how horrible it must be if he feels that way all the time.
It looks like my trip may be put on hold. I had another friend that was supposed to go and she just sent me a text and said she wasn't going to make it. I may end up holding off until she can go to because I haven't seen her in a while either. ...I was kind of dreading the 5 hour drive anyway.
