Much better group family session this past Friday night. Our son was in a much better place mentally and really participated in some of the group discussions. He admitted, in one of the discussions, how much he lied to his brother about not using earlier this year. Perhaps we are starting to see the first signs that he is being honest with himself and admitting to himself that this problem is something that only he can control and fix. He still has a long way to go, and he knows it. Right now he has to keep believing he will get better. Of course, his (and our) anxiety level is high due to the upcoming court appearance(s). Once we can get through those (please god, no jail time) in relatively one piece we thing the real healing will begin.
The power of the group is unbelievable. I have said this before and will say it again. The only people who truly can understand what we are going through are those in the room with us on Friday night, the people in the room with us at our support group on Tuesday nights, and the millions of others in similar rooms in countless other places. We say and hear things, and do things, and cry, and laugh, and hug, and support each other, and are all there for each other in such a way that is almost without peer. These other family members ARE our support group, and without these total strangers I am not sure if we would be able to survive this disease that has put such a hole in our family's heart.
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