Thanks to both of you for your kind words. I'm praying for the day that my son finds something in himself that makes him happy and makes him believe that he is worth something. I tell him I love him everyday. I tell him he is smart and worth so much more than what he thinks other people think. He is such a smart young man and has so much potential and I guess all I can really do is try to help him along in the best way I know possible.

This is all so hard and I can only handle so much at times. He knows that his illness is making me unhappy and it kills me to know that he feels bad for me feeling bad. Sometimes it feels completely endless like a viscous circle.