April 19, 2007

I am losing my mind. I thought I'd already posted this. Well, I will now, I suppose.

She's doing pretty good on her own. She and her friend found a really nice place. They are sharing a 5-bedroom house in a very nice area of town - one of the nicest - with 3 other girls - so that makes 5 girls in all in this house. We couldn't have picked a better arrangement for her had we found it ourselves. She says she's still taking her meds - most of the time - and we seem to all get along better now. Mostly. Of course, I'm not sure if she's still seeing her therapist and psychiatrist like she's supposed to, and that concerns me. But, all I can do now is trust that she will make the right decisions and learn from the bad choices that she will inevitably make. This growing up business is not easy.

Neither is this letting go.

April 2, 2007

She moved out yesterday. She packed up her car, and moved out. She's gonna be staying with a girlfriend while they look for an apartment together. I kept waiting for her to come home last night & announce "April Fools!" and that it was all just a big prank. But she didn't.
Who knew it would be a physical ache? This is like the first day of first grade times a million.
I know she'll be ok. I know we'll be ok. But right now ... well ... it sucks.