Thank you for sharing too, and I like the saying, it helps. When I've left before, I never really did leave as I kept getting his messages, even from across the country, and sending him bits of money for food and cabs and rooms when he was out of the hospital on the streets, and couldn't walk...I felt very numb, even though I was on my own, near my family and living in a nice cabin in a beautiful place, it was like I couldn't feel anything nice. It's like since I've been with him in my life, I've lost my interest in things I used to find fun, fun just doesn't seem important to me. It's like my age of innocence is gone. I think to enjoy life and even amoungst the sadness is a true challenge. And I am thinking it might be good to help others who really want help, Lord knows there is enough need for that in the world!