I went to my first Al anon meeting on Saturday. I will definitely go back.
The grief I'm feeling is almost overwhelming. I had a few good days, and now I'm sucked right back into the pain and anger.
It's ridiculous to want him to admit that he's hurting me, but that is what I want. I know it won't change anything, but I guess it pisses me off that he's fooling himself.
His mother called me last night and asked if I knew anything more other than his original "i'm just not happy." I lied and told her that I didn't. I can't decide if that's growth or just me protecting him.