Thanks again everyone. W was actually pleasant this Sunday afternoon. She came home from church and crashed on the bed. I had to go get her moving for a funeral and she had her teenager complaints about having to do something on her Sunday. Walked over and put her head on my shoulder. I got a good long hug out of it. She commented after the funeral that she doesn't cry at funerals anymore since starting anti-depressant (hello!). Later she pitifully questioned why I didn't turn her car seat heater on and then again when I asked what she wanted to drink (have you already forgotten?). She playfully said, "you don't care about me anymore." I just laughed and said you know that's not true.
On the drive home she was ripping a mutual friends H for not ever helping with the kids. Looked at me and sarcastically stated that there's always one parent that has to do everything, and then winked. I almost believe that she is recognizing what she would be giving up, but is powerless to stop it.
In true teenage fashion, I'm expected to be there for her but the reverse does not apply. I will continue to show her love, and give her space. I can see that I'm getting stronger and learning more about what to do. Ok, mainly what not to do in my case. I really appreciate everyone's advice and encouragement.
M - 42 W- 37 S's - 9,6 M-12 T-14 FIL- diagnosed with fatal disease spring 2011 ILYBNILWY - march '12 FIL - died jan '13 W Moved out week later
