Having a son or daughter who is a “transformer,” no matter what age they do it, is like witnessing a kind of suicide. We feel we’ve lost our 30 year old son to suicide. He has killed the man we thought he was and has removed himself from our lives so that we do not see him anymore. Just as if he had died. It brings a kind of sadness that accompanies death and yet there is that glimmer of hope that he will come back to us, “clothed and in his right mind.”