Thanks, everyone. I wasn't trying to throw myself a pity party - really. I was just trying to offer you all some hope that you can get through this and be fine later. Will you have scars? Sure. But just like real ones, they fade and flatten over time, and your life becomes such that you no longer really care about them. You can wear the scars with pride - they are your battle scars. It's little consolation when you're going through it, but know that you will be a stronger, more enriched person after all this. You will know your true strength and be able to help others see the light when they're in a tunnel of their own. I personally know that I wouldn't undo what I've been through because it's part of why I am who I am, and I like myself with this amount of strength and fortitude. I can also tell you that I don't feel that way about everything - I certainly don't feel like what I'm going through with my son is making me better. It's like swimming with a bowling ball attached to your foot. You don't GET stronger from it - you get weaker the longer you fight the weight. You grow numb to the panic and pain after a while. I may come out stronger in the end, but it is NOT something I EVER want to live through again. Unfortunately, I don't see any end in sight. If I could have a genie in a bottle (and only wishes for my own life vs. the lives of the whole planet), I'd wish to win the lotto, wish to lose 150 lbs., and wish for my son to be mentally healthy. That's all I really want in the entire world. If I only had ONE wish, it would be for my child to be healthy. This has been going on for 14 years now, with no end in sight. That's a LONG time to struggle with something so all-encompasing.
You guys WILL get through this, and it'll be in your rear view mirror - I promise. I swear to you this won't last forever. You can do this!
Kel
Last edited by Kel (November 16, 2016 12:59 pm)