OH, so true. If I pull away, I'm the one giving up on us. Yet, if I invite him to move home, he's just not ready. He runs off for a vacation to the bahamas without a word to any of us, and I'm giving up on him if I don't fall all over him upon his return. I have always been just too forgiving, too nice, and now here I am, feeling guilty for even thinking that I've just had ENOUGH.
Each experience in life has formed me, become part of me, made me stronger.
