Well it has been an interesting 36 hours. You see we have never made it 3 days into a promise or an agreement with AS before the wheels fall of. We made it from Tuesday to Friday. Friday I was a train wreck.
We have NEVER made it through a weekend! I was a jangled ball of nerves. I slept so full of stress that I ached from head to toe when I woke up. AS came home before curfew. Appeared sober and clean. Chated with us and went to bed.
He got up today and hung around the house and was pleasant and social. He asked for a ride to drop off an application at a local restaurant, I obliged. He came out smiling ear to ear, he was hired and starts next week.
Hope and no expectations, living in the now and appreciating today. I really need to get the PTSD in check though. He has never kept a job for longer than 3 months. So here is hoping for another record setting event.
I am not sure how to cope with the tension and distress I have. So often relapse occurs. Even 4-5 months down the road.
