I know you're not a parent, but I think you understand the difficulty. I think you even understand why one wishes to be a better one. This is gun-renching and anxiety proliferating and both of those interfere with compassionate and supportive responses. Although every time I think I'm being supportive he says I'm not. Confusing and frustrating. I keep thinking that just loving him and making attempts to connect with him rather than what I'd like to do, which is put him in the car and drive him to the orphanage, will eventually be enough. Since there is not much else I can do, will set my temporary beliefs on that channel.