The thing is, Stace, it isn't about you and Bill. As hard as that is to say... its even harder to hear... i'm sure. Letting go of Jackson is your only option... and letting go doesn't mean you stop loving him.
You are right, it sucks for both of you. It sucks for Matt and Mel as well.
Take strength in your life partner. Look at what you've been thru together and know... you have his back and he has yours and how damn lucky you both are in that fact alone.
Prayers are heading your way!
Love ya,
Dana
We (especially my husband) had to make the same decision regarding his brother. It was most difficult although, ultimately, the best decision for us. It was hard to accept we had made the right decision a few years later when he was no longer with us, but it was a choice he made and we've accepted that too. You never stop loving them...but you have to stop letting them dictate the state of your emotional well-being continously. You have to take back the control.
Posted by daisy at August 15, 2006 10:25 PMHey sis ~ just got home and sent you an email. I didn't even look to see when you wrote this today. All I feel I can say right now, is I love you soooo much! Hopefully, we can talk soon. goodnight dear heart ~ sleep with angels!!
Posted by Trace at August 15, 2006 11:45 PMThat was a really honest post. Be nice to yourselves, you deserve it.
Posted by Anji at August 18, 2006 08:25 AMi hear you.
when clayton was using heroin, doug and i both tried so hard to sit on top of him, follow him around, police him. like he was a baby. like he wasn't a 30 something making his own bad decisions.
eventually we let go.
he'd crawl back, ask for help. his family was in philly, he couldn't call his mom. she didn't believe he was using heroin. "that's nice dear, but what are you doing to lose weight?"
we'd drive him to rehab. we'd drop him off. we'd call, we'd write.
he went into a 6 month clean house. and they let him have a field trip and he chose to come up by train and see me. he only had a little while, so we sat at the train station and waited for the train to come back and get him after it ran up the line another three stops.
you do what you can, but in the end -- he has to do what he can.
and you? and i -- accept the powerlessness.
hopefully yours will have a happy ending.
Posted by christine at August 19, 2006 10:17 AM