6 months was not long enough for old habits
to die down. My family had
to learn
to see me different and I had
to learn
to see me and them different. There were some close calls, where I just about jumped a plane, but I stayed and didn't ruin the progress I have made, barely. I am glad I did, now, I have owned up to my part, my family have come to terms with their part and my condition and past, and now we are a team working for our future again.