I called the police and they came out and officially served the restraining order on my son. He then left peacefully. I have been dreading having the police come. I've been imagining a knockdown brawl. Still, it was so stressful. I was able to talk with my daughter about the situation, but I still feel anxiety and of course sadness for him. I'm trying to push that sadness away. I don't want to think about him and his situation. I've always been there to enable and rescue him because of his schizophrenia. The schizophrenia is the easy part really. It's the alcoholism that is hard. I'm finally at the place where I know that I must take care of myself and my needs. I'm glad this place is here.