Ive heard it all…the wanting to kill themselves, the people after them, the dire BS……..I withdrew from it all, and stopped all communication ….that hurt him the most, and he then knew he had to sort himself out, if he ever wanted to be the father he kept saying he was…He is at this moment keeping appointments with counselors, medical staff, recruitment consultants…he had all but deleted the so called friends he hung out with…We know its hard, we know at any time he could relapse, and we know this is HIS fight……Im apprehensive, scared and at the same time hopeful…..and when I see him, he is clear eyed looking healthier and calm..I can converse with him, laugh and see he is trying….Today he rang me in the morning inviting me to breakfast….he had been to the job centre, then had a 30 minute training session on interviewing skills…I know it doesnt sound alot, but I felt proud of him..I could have burst….he ended the phone call by telling me he loved me……now that in itself is a mamoth step forward…