Went to visit Ken in the assessment unit at 2pm. He had a v neck jumper on but no shirt underneath. He looked so unloved and uncared for. So thin and so much in distress. I took him into his 'shared'bedroom to put a shirt on him, started crying and haven't stopped since! He tried to comfort me which made me cry even harder. I just sat on his bed and couldn't control myself. After a while his mind drifted off somewhere and our minds seperated once again. Cried all the way home in the car, drove on automatic pilot. I am so sad. I can't stop crying and it is now 7.15pm. I've given myself a headache and my nose is red raw but I just can't stop.