Drug Rehab Options Blog

So finally I had a good night's sleep after 3 nights of interrupted nights. My son has moved out and back in with his dad (even though his dad agreed to stand strong with me about this). Whatever. I know that I need to stay strong and I'm doing well while I'm busy. But on the way home tonight, in the quiet of my car, sadness rolled in on me. I'm okay, though. What choice do I have? I can curl up in a corner and cry or I can keep moving, focusing on my life and how I can survive.

It's funny, when I start to melt, I hear the words from this forum echoing in my head. Thanks all for your encouragement.
krhea