It has finally begun. He has gotten a bed and goes tomorrow afternoon. I imagine today is going to be one of my hardest days so far. He is ready to go. He wants change and he wants to repair all of the damage that has been done. I feel proud of that. I have hope and faith that he can make this happen. Our lives have completely changed forever and there will be more change with our son and I moving out of our apartment and in with my family for a while. We won't be able to live together again for a while even if he does the right thing. My family believes I should have just walked away and that I will be a fool if I take him back when this is all said and done. I am trying to not think too far ahead but unfortunately life doesn't work in such a way to make that really feasible.
Thank you for your positive input, thought and prayers. Our road to recovery begins tomorrow.