Hi all: Hindsight is 20/20 vision and monday morning Quarterbacking doesn't determine the outcome of the game. We need to go easier on ourselves. My son, I love him to death, I just think he has too much testosterone pumping and kinda sees me as "the little woman". I pick my battles, carefully. It still is better than living with Dad with the Brain tumour. I never knew when and what would set him off and took to sleeping with one eye on the door. Also the pit bull who is my therapy dog, she does therapy on anyone who even thinks about
messing with me, was/is a tremendous help. Anxiety meds are a double edged sword. They are helpful, but can cause rebound anxiety, far worse than the original anxiety, sometimes. I still take Claonazapam, .5mg 3 times a day. i am hoping to get settled in somewhere and not feel like such a nomad. Then I will start working on dealing with stuff. Knowing my luck, i will find a really nice place next door to a cult of some sort. life blunders on.