I know we're generally considered the worst people in the world- but how do we make sure we're not? And how do we look after ourselves in this new life stage? For example, my ds is 22. He does an activity which was a hobby and which he now sometimes get paid for. (Sorry about the vagueness- it is genuinely outing!) For the last 11 years I've supported him doing this thing-he has struggled with his mental health and he definitely needed my support. Over the past year, he has needed me less and less and his girlfriend has taken over from me-which is fantastic. I've stepped back as I should. This weekend is the biggest one of the year for his "thing" and l'm not involved at all, either practically or emotionally. And I shouldn't be. But oh, it's hard! And yes, I have lots of other things to do, lots of friends. But I don't understand how people cheerfully release their children into the wild without the slightest qualm. Or maybe they don't? Do they? Did you?