14 days ago, you sent me a message that said goodbye. It told me that everything would be better and that your mum and daughter were waiting for you. You were so certain that this was what you wanted. I sent all the help that I could. Help came in time and now you're still here.

13 days ago, you were angry with me. I took away the choice you decided to make. You lashed out and I left the room in tears.

12 days ago, you were still angry with me and continued to lash out. I bit my tongue, my logical mind understood that this wasn't really you, but my heart was breaking.

11 days ago, they took you to a different place, one that would help you even more but you were still angry and lashing out. As hard as it is for you, it's hard for those around you.

10 days ago, you were happy to see me but still so anxious. I tried to calm you down. It worked for a little bit but you started lashing out again. You thought you'd be able to just walk out whenever you wanted, but you couldn't and it made you angrier.

9 days ago, they moved you to a place closer which meant that it would be less of a drive for me. It made it easier. I brought you clothes and food. I wanted to make everything easier for you but by helping too much am I hurting the situation? A lot of the decisions that I've made weigh heavily on my mind.

8 days ago, I brought you more clothes and food. I'm trying. It's hard. Hard on you, hard on me.

7 days ago, you freaked out thinking you'd be let out without a place to go. I don't know if it's you seeking attention or if it's true.

6 days ago, I brought you more clothes and food. I took your dirty washing to wash at home. I keep trying.

5 days ago, I stayed home and tried to catch up on the work I had been neglecting. Everything seemed ok for the moment.

4 days ago, you accused me of cheating on you. You sent me so many messages and it was so hard. I finally got someone to hear what was going on inside your head. I sent more help. Did it help?

3 days ago, you were hyper and bouncing off the walls. It was hard to deal with after so much turmoil earlier. My brain is exhausted. I'm a walking zombie right now, trying to cope. It's a situation that I never thought we would ever be in. Its what had to happen and it's unfortunate that it happened this way.

2 days ago, everything became calmer. I was hoping that this put you on the right track.

1 day ago, several realisations dawned on you. The reality of the situation and how it tore you into pieces when you thought about what you had done. How it would affect everyone around you. I thought, finally, progress was being made.

The last two weeks have been some of the hardest weeks of my life. I have been pushed to such emotional extremes that I never thought I'd endure.

A lot can happen in 14 days.