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Don’t suffer on an island

As I suffered through the mental illness and addiction of my child, I curled up in a ball and folded up inside myself.  Back then there was little support even when I reached out for it and wanted to talk.

But things changed.

I found a support group who was willing to be there for me but when things really got bad, I pulled inside myself again instead of relying on the network of love available to me.

When my son relapsed, so did I.

I don’t want to make that mistake again. Because I won’t get a badge of … Read more...