Anonymous
Beloved of All
I am so sad, so depressed. My son has mental health problems, and the holidays seem to put him over the edge. For three weeks he has been just violently enraged. Last night while I slept he took away all the Christmas presents. I just cannot go home to his rage on Christmas. I'm sitting at work with tears streaming because I don't know what to do. I do know I wish I could die and not deal with this ever again. I cant handle it. My heart is just breaking. Is having a nice Christmas too much to ask. He is so unhappy and he doesn't understand it and isn't willing to take the meds to help him. But I can't take it either. I pray and I pray and I don't know what God's answer is, except to take more of the same. Dying is the only escape, but not a choice. At its most basic level I have no place to go when I leave work. Merry Christmas.