"Do you really think I'm that broken?" His very words.
Well, you could say something like, "I don't know. I know you suffer. This hurts me and hurts me, that you are suffering. You are so bright. You have us behind you. Time passes so quickly, and we want to help. You are twenty already. All the times we have suffered over where you were, over whether you were safe, over why you were doing what you are doing instead of being able to take advantage of the future we can give you. Man,that was tough. We love you too much to let you go without fighting for you. Because we don't know the answers, we think this might be a place to begin. Where do you see the path you are on now going? The only other option we have is to set you free ~ Which we have done. But it's hurting your mother."
"We miss you. We miss family. You have no right to do this. Not to us, and not to yourself."
"You were raised better than to do what you are doing."
Stuff like that.
I did this, actually.
And I am still here, posting away like everyone.
But I know I tried.
So I can look at myself in the mirror.
Cedar