i wanted to post, but i didnt want to do an op and feed the cave dwelling trolls.
my 26 yo son is in the psyche ward, thank fucking god.
he has been taking up space in my basement since he dropped out of school at 16. he took a few classes here and there, but then lost interest. he did some traveling which did a lot for him, but didnt solve the problem.
he was a roiling ball of rage who might love his mom one day, and be screaming in her face the next.
a few months ago he finally confided in me that one of the neighborhood kids had raped him at age 10.
ooooooh. ptsd. this stepped up the effort to get him some help, but he is a conspiracy theorist who thinks big pharma is an evil cabal, and doctors down know shit.
the last week or so he started to get manic. his rage really picked up, and he decided to move from stealing money for weed to breaking into my locked closet and taking shit that was personal and worthless to anyone but me.
of course, he finally stepped over the edge and came into my room carrying a 3 lb hammer.
after some wrestling i got loose and called the cops. by the time they got here he had disappeared, but thankfully reached out to his dad, who called his sister. tho they were pretty estranged, she stepped up and talked him down and got him to agree to go to the hospital.
thank ja for the trained crisis teams of cpd. he wanted an ambulance w no cops, but that aint a thing when you were last seen a big hammer in your hand.
tho trying to tape the whole thing didnt go over very well, they sat through a lot of mouth waiting for the ambulance.
i hope he can stick to the program. he is such a bright kid. so funny and sweet when he is in a good place.
his family really rallied around him in spite of a lot of shit that he had thrown around.
he was giddy in the er, relieved, no doubt.
what a weekend.