I realize that I can't save or rescue others...even though every ounce of my being frequently tries to convince me otherwise...especially when it comes to family.
Staying in that thought pattern of "But if only I could/would/etc.", only causes more stress, more symptoms, and more chances for me to totally f*ck up my own healing grooves.
I can't save them, make their decisions for them, or even share the same space due to my own health issues...all I can do is love them...even if it must be from afar.
Accepting that has been much more difficult than I ever imagined, as I always thought things would be totally different.
Reality.....SLAP!