Jan 05, 2010 14:00
This has tested me, made me crazy, and somehow brought out good in me. But it's not over. I'm afraid to be honest with anyone about it because I'm sure I will be judged for staying. I know I'm putting up with so much, but I can't leave now. I'm not going anywhere, and that's that. That's the way it's going to be. He needs someone to trust and it's so important that I be there.
But how do I convince someone that life is worth living? That his actions are supremely selfish and hurtful to everyone around him? That drugs are most definitely not the answer? That he's doing nothing but hurting himself and everyone else? I can't tell him what to do or get him on the right track. I don't know how he can do it, really. It's going to be a long and hard road for him, and I just need to pray that he doesn't give up.
I told him that now is his opportunity to start a new chapter. He can write a new story. It's not the end yet. No one can predict what is coming, but it's something. He's meant for more, and I can feel it.
This is just one of the hardest things I've had to face, and yet I am surprisingly much more calm than I expected. I'm praying. I need to feel that it's all going to work out. I'm not sure, but I'm trying.