I have, unfortunately, now encountered a dark and desperate time and am in need of encouraging words.
I am unable to talk to people I know, due to the delicate and personal nature of the events of the last week.
In the last 24 hours I have had to lockup my mother and my stepson, the one I shared red sock days with.
My mom, who has dementia, had to be separated from her husband of 57 years and put in an Alzheimer unit across town. It has been a slow and agonizing decent into a world of confusion and anger.
My wonderful, but troubled nineteen year old boy, who loved Jerry and could recite the words to dozens of Dead tunes, had to be admitted to a mental health institution. After a rash of bad decisions and unconscionable lies, he started cutting and becoming suicidal. We are waiting in terror for legal repercussions from some of his actions.
If you have children, I cannot emphasize enough the need to monitor their texts and facebook posts. Sometimes the secret lives they lead are shocking.
I am need of any supporting words my online friends can offer, as I am buried in darkness.