Well it had to happen some time. My son who is 24 decided to move out on his own last week. He's moved in with a couple of his buddies (seem like nice guys, responsible, working etc.). I really didn't think it would bother me as much as it has. I should be happy and I am for him, I don't know why but man does it depress me. It's just been the two of us for so long, I divorced his alcoholic mother twenty years ago (she never called, visited or even sent him a birthday or Christmas card ever and two years ago she had a massive stroke). So it was always just me and him and having him at home was never a bother. He was ready to go out on his own and it had to happen at some point but I kind of feel like crap. You think when their young that it'll be great when their grown up and on their own and you "get your life back" but it sure doesn't feel like that now.
To other who have been there, is it always like this? How did you handle things?
To other who have been there, is it always like this? How did you handle things?