Nothing new these days except that he's acting almost normal around his mom. But he has not said more than 5 words to me. Which is the only thing saving his life right now.
His mom told him he had to start looking for a job. yeah right. Like THAT's going to happen anytime soon. *rolling eyes* I asked her last night if the little sickie has made and kept another appointment with a REAL psychiatrist. NOT a social worker, not a fictional "specialist" of his mind's choice. We are slipping on our line in the sand here with regards to he HAS to do the things that we said or get out. Currently he should be OUT.
*SIGH!*
