In the months following November 2005 I was in a very dark place, looking back I see that now. Mason had just recently been diagnosed and internally I was not processing it well. The worst thing about it is that I didn’t share any of what I was feeling with my wife. I was too busy trying to make heads or tails of it to ever be able to communicate effectively about it. That was a huge mistake, even if it wasn’t effective, I should’ve communicated, albeit badly, what I was feeling.