Thanks, LT. I appreciate that, that's a good point that he's getting successful treatment. I want to just be happy for him and leave it at that but he makes it so difficult. Maybe it's me, maybe I'm expecting too much out of him. I don't know.

It's the whole comparison thing I suppose. I've been trying so hard to stop comparing myself to other people, what's that quote, comparison is the thief of joy? But then he forces it on me. I've realized recently that I struggle with this so much because it's the way I was brought up, my mother especially ALWAYS comparing, telling me various versions of "Why can't you be more mature like so-and-so?" And I sit here wondering why I've been so sad that I can't go visit my mom and sister. Why on this good green earth would I even want to go see that woman?! Maybe I should just go visit my other sister on the other side of their state and not even bother with my mother and other sister who are two peas in a pod as far as attitude.

Sorry for hogging the couch. I'll shut up.