dh is upstairs with ds1 while he rants and raves and sobs and stumbles around his bedroom in serch of who knows what or whom.
this has been going on for about 2 years now.
the gp has been no help.
he doesn't remember it the next day thank god.
it is really wearing and distressing to see him like this.
he goes through phases where he doesn't have them and then they come back.
right now they are back.
poor poor little boy.