Hello Whoever is there! I had hoped to write my message in Bold, Italic, & Color, to introduce myself as the Victorian Lady that I am, but it didn't work, like many things recently. I am a young looking 79 years; my 51 year old son lives with me in an apt. He is diagnosed Paranoid Schizophrenic and he is now having drug problems. He is a very high functioning man for his illness; has been a great musician all his life & we get along, are best friends even, except this last year when he's been using. My story is too long for here, but also have a Stress related illness, so caring for my son is often difficult. I thought this way of sharing might help me when I feel like I could run naked down the street screaming!! Since he can have a volatile temper, I can't express my sometimes hurt, disappointed, unhappy feelings. That happened tonight. When I came to bed I thought maybe there was a chat room/forum, somewhere I could express my feelings & hear from others.
I've never done this before, but I just felt like screaming tonight. I quietly did my crossword instead!
With loving prayers from me to all of you, Heloise