When someone you've known for a long time, like your difficult child or some other difficult child in your life (like in my case, my husband), starts medications and gets better, how long does it take you to stop holding your breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop? Waiting for them to go back to their "old" ways? Waiting to stop doubting that the "new" behaviors are real, much less permanent? I'm just amazed at myself and at how often I feel like I'm still squinting at this difficult child I married, trying to see where the "real" difficult child went now that he's on medications! It's like, "Who are you and what have you done with the S.O.B. I married?" And I don't even know if he realizes how huge some of these changes feel to me. Huge in a really, really good way. I'm almost afraid to talk about it for fear the spell will be broken. Sometimes it really svcks being a realist.