It’s ripping my heart into a thousand pieces. I wish now he would have stayed in the place were he was and do his full 3 months. When he came home they told us they were keeping his bed for a week. He relapsed so I wanted him to go back so he rang them. They then said he couldn’t go back because he had relapsed now I’m stuck with it all again on my own. My parents haven’t been in touch with me since Christmas and they know I’m not well I’ve also a big family who don’t get in touch. I’m literally on my own. I’m gonna end up having a break down I can’t take anymore
