been going downhill a few days, mean and nasty and sarcastic; we're both stressed and worried about the future and at each others throats. he cut his arm up again, took off running, cops back out to talk him down, not bad enough for hold they say, called mental hospital, they have no space if there's no hold by the police, he did agree to go to emerg room so we spent the whole night there. they put him on ativan as well as the other rx's and the social worker talked to us both for quite awhile, sw was very nice, he had some problems with his own son and said they often dont grow out of this until about 20 something (and of course some never do)there is no way i can take that much more of this. right now i wish i could dump him somewhere, i calculated the # of days until he is 18 last night, it was 1095....