Red Opium.

Anne, thanks for coming in here and sharing your story (and your pain).

I left school a year ago because I was so depressed (or manic) to go to classes or do any productive work. Moving halfway across the country to start over was hard but it's what I decided to try. It was so frustrating and scary to be that out of control at school.

My Mom passed on 6 years ago... and (I've never told anybody this) about a year after that I kept feeling like she was there, physically in the room. Most of the time it was while I was lying in bed at night and I felt like she was sitting on my bed watching me like she used to do.

It's not the same as your experience and I won't say that I understand, but because of those two things I do relate to your post.

Who is Connor to you? I'd like to know some more about both him and Matt if you're wanting to share.

Megan