Fear

I must admit that I am afraid when I think of the final cut. I think about possible scenarios - worst case ones and silly ones.

But, really, what is there to be afraid of?

I dont like change but this change will considerably lighten up my life.

I've lived the life of a single parent for a long time. So I'm used to that work load. He isnt much company so I'm used to being alone. Plus I'm not very social and am content to be by myself. We dont do anything together. Hell! We havent slept in the same room for four years. One can feel there is no bond between us. (As my son said in a therapy session, you wouldnt know he was with us unless someone told you.)

So why should I feel afraid? I think its "change".

Sometimes I feel sorry for him and what he would lose.


Mother thinks he'll be happier.

And, when I stop to think about it, I have to agree.