Wow, I've read through every post on the first page, and once again, I can hear the same thoughts and emotions I have over and over. The same false guilt, fear, anger, false hope of "maybe if I just say this...do this...try this..., the daydream of being rich so I could "fix" things for our adopted son and take care of him...the "if onlys" and the re-playing the tape of our lives backward, trying to figure out where and why things went off track...feeling stupid and guilty for not realizing sooner what was wrong...the grief of losing a child to mental illness because they have estranged themselves from us...the fear of never seeing him again...watching other people's kids the same age move forward in life and have normal lives, while our son isolates himself in another city and squanders his life...trying to figure out the "boundaries" of this whole thing...and bouncing back and forth from one day to the next between resolve to not allow him to destroy me and my husband and wanting to run after him and rescue him. Not to mention trying to maintain my joy in God and in life while still grieving our son. I've wondered over and over how something so wonderful (our adoption of a beautiful baby boy) who was such a joy to us could turn into something so painful and wrenching, and why God has allowed that. I've come to think that our adoption of our son was God's grace in his life, to give him a chance, in spite of his family genetics, to have a good start in life in order to make it more likely that he would make the right choices. I think he would have been far worse if he had grown up in his family of origin. We at least gave him a good foundation. I have to keep telling myself this. I also realize that although God can intervene and he can change, he may never change, and we may live the rest of our lives with this grief. That's the price we pay for God's grace in his life. That's really hard to think about. This website has helped me so much. I appreciate the vulnerability and open way so many of you share and the wisdom you share. I read and re-read posts and it never fails to help me. Just wanted to share my thoughts, because that too helps.