As we began our attachment therapy....
Our life got better.
There was hope. We saw a light at the end of the tunnel.
Oh my gosh...I couldn't believe it.
We had 10 steps forward and 5 back...5 fwd...3 back. We were taking baby steps. But they were slowly but surely happening.
We were referred to a psychiatrist.
Life was not rosey by any means. But there was hope.