Worry

Yesterday I was in a weird mood.

Sometimes I think too much.
I was thinking a lot about TC. What does his future hold? Will I eventually have to put him in a home somewhere?
Some days I think he will be fine, be able to live independently.
Yet other days I am not sure.
Because this last week has been tough.
We had another rough one last night with another bad nosebleed.
I worry about him making bad choices in the future. Getting involved in drugs or getting in a bad relationship.
I know I can't control the future but some days I worry.
A lot.

I know he is only 7. And he is doing great in school, his behavior has been phenomenal. He has received stickers all week long and yesterday he got a Happy Gram. He got commended for dancing so well in P.E.

Maybe my worrying is not rational. Yet I can't help it.