As I sit here whilst Alex clears his belongings – which he tells me he will continue to do tomorrow(!) – I have been re-reading this blog and digging out the positive moments. The ones I really really need right now.
Alex is being unbelievably lovely today as well. This is not making this any easier. I want to ask him to look at what he’s throwing away. But I can’t. And I haven’t.
And I haven’t cried. Nearly, so nearly, but I haven’t.
He says he is through all the trauma. He has sorted out his mind. Come to terms with side of him which terrorised him and he is now OK. He can control it.
I’m not sure I believe him. But he seems much more relaxed today. Almost like his old self.
Just stick to what you wrote in your post below Caroline