How my son being incarcerated has and is affecting me

Well for the first year and a half I tried to cope and handle all of the shock, trauma and every emotion all by myself because I have faced hard times in the past but this was next level. I needed to go to my doctor and was prescribed anti depressants, which I take daily, and even though I struggle to let my thoughts go deep, they do help.

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As a mother all I want to do is bring him (my son) home and tell him everything will be ok. I miss him every minute of every day. My focus is always on my son, even though I function every day by working and being around my family and trying to live my life as normal as I can, but it’s not normal. I’m always preoccupied, thinking and wondering if he’s ok and safe. I feel like I can’t get 100% on with my life in peace until he comes home.

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On a positive note, I feel like me, my son and my whole family have found our inner strengths from this whole tragedy. And at the moment I’m just living each day by day until my son comes home to his family.