I am having a hard time with trying to detach and yet feel like I am not abandoning him.
I know the feeling. It is hard just letting them blow in the wind and not want to help, but the longer I do this the more I realize I really can't help, not now anyway. He just needs to figure it out.
Isn't it amazing how time passes? I am almost 9 months post bomb now, more than a year since he started acting crazy, and months before that I noticed something a bit "different" that I couldn't put my finger on. It is just one day at a time!
