Sometimes ~ the light at the end of the tunnel, is really just another train.

Mitchell has been living back at home for over 7 long months. On Friday Aug 8th he moved back into residential treatment. I won’t go into the details as to why, let’s just leave it at: we don't have the ability to keep him safe from himself, nor do we have the ability to keep his siblings safe from him. My nerves, my patience, my emotions and my psyche are spent. Not to mention that my heart is broken that we couldn't make everything all right for our son. His birth mother just caused too much damage in utero.