My son stayed in again last night.....no sneaking out. This morning he started begging to not have to go. Before he said he wanted to go to get away from us and get us off his back because he's fine and we are just bored and nosey......now he's making all kinds of promises in an effort to stay but that is not an option. We need to get him through until Friday when they will admit him. I'm so anxious.....Friday night will probably be the best night of sleep I will get in years. My son is so classically bipolar it's not even funny....he can't see it and I just hope that will change once he's in treatment. If love could cure mental illness my son would be cured, but we all know it doesn't work like that. Being loved can help recovery though and my son has lots of people who love him.

Thank you for all the kind messages and for saying I'm a good mom. It means a lot to me. I keep blaming myself which pisses my husband off so badly. I've not been perfect by a long shot but I've always loved, nurtured, cared for and provided for my son. I've made some stupid decisions on this journey to help my son but my stupid decisions always came from a place of love, with his best interests at heart. My son has had a very good life all things considered and he has a lot of support and people willing to help. I hope it's enough to save him from himself......I hope his eyes will be opened and he will begin to be able to make decisions which will serve him well, rather than continuing on a path of destruction.

I appreciate all the support.....fortunately I am stable and have been for a few weeks. I'm taking very good care of myself to ensure I stay strong for my son and family. (((Hugs and thanks)))