At times my heart hurts so bad and the pit in my stomach feels like a rock. I know that difficult child is sinking further and further and she is becoming unreachable. I know in my heart that this has to happen if she is ever going to hit rock bottom but last night I hurt so bad that I thought to myself that it would be easier if I knew she was dead. Isn't that just a horrible thing to think? I couldn't get through the day without breaking into tears everytime I went somewhere or saw something that reminded me of her. If I knew she were not coming back ever I could grieve and get on with my life. But this uncertainlty, waiting for the other shoe to drop, watching her fall into this hole is just awful.
Nancy
Nancy