I will try to make this story short but so that everyone understands my story.
Last year in march I met a 14 year old boy named greg that was a friend of my daughters. The moment I saw this child I knew he resembled someone I had lost a long time ago. Within days I became very obsessed with this child and wanted this child in my life. I had dreams that I was his mom and that we did things together. I just wanted to talk to him, hug him just like I hug my daughter and do things with him that all moms are doing with their children. It became so extreme that I checked on greg daily to make he was okay. To make the matter worse I started a friendship with his mom and explained what the reason was of my closeness to her son. She seemed to understand but I soon learned that she actually pulled him away from me. Instead of explaining to him what had happend and tell him not to worry, she told him all kinds of stories that were so far fetched that even my closes friends were upset about it.
I was so depressed after she took her son away from me that I overdoses on ambien. It was so hard for me to let greg go, but I just didnt' have a choice. Greg recently moved away and I feel like this is all my fault. I did talk to his mom for the last time before they left and she assured me it had nothing to do with me but because of a better job.
I feel like the closer I get to march again, the more anxious I get. I miss greg so terrible but it is just not worthed to look for him. My heart hurts because I not only lost one loved one but two. Although greg is still alive I feel like he died years ago.
I just wanted to tell you all this story because it is amazing what the brain can do to people. It makes you do things that you never thought you would do.