You know...thanks for that. I'm not really sure what he could have said, especially right now since he's in the realization that he's in love, possibly enough to marry this woman and has tunnel-vision. But I was pretty damn supportive in the short time I knew him. I stuck my neck out and communicated things which were uncomfortable for me--twice! Nothing's saying he has to reciprocate but...jeez.

I am sorry I was mean earlier this morning, it looks like? (I know I am mean a lot. ) FWIW, I don't remember typing that. And that isn't a cop out or excuse; I have been doing that the last few days...not totally remembering things. I remember general things but not specifics. On another thread I was saying that I remember I was driving around all day yesterday, at one point I was at work picking up Girl Scout cookies, and then I was home but I don't remember where I was between the two places. But I was somewhere. This is why I chose not to work today (or maybe even tomorrow). I guess it's dissociation. I never thought I did this until a T pointed it out to me about 6 years ago when I was trying to recall something from my inpatient stay right after I overdosed, and I couldn't. I don't remember most of that stay, actually. I remember my inpatient stay in November 2012 just fine. In fact, I still talk to people I became close to at that time. But the one in 2009...nothing. I can't recall one thing except being in the ER.

I would venture to guess that this is why he didn't respond; he grew up with a crazy mother. He can probably sniff out crazy a mile away. I say that mostly tongue-in-cheek, but really if I were in his shoes I would have kept a wide berth.