Or maybe slipped would be a better description for this. Still, blaah! He came to visit home due his greatgranny's passing and actually talked with me. Told more about his fall from the bridge. Still says it was not a suicide attempt per se, but admits feeling lousy before it happened. Issues with ex-girlfriend, then relapse to gambling and (luckily) losing like a pig. He lost about three grands in couple of hours, which of course is a very good thing. Had he won first, he would had been more tempted to continue. Still had great struggles to stop and next found himself from the cold water. Hates himself for losing the control like that. I suppose I should be proud of him. He did stop, he did contact the counsellor from the treatment program he went through, he did make few appointment to discuss what happened and how to learn and move on, he did transfer all the extra money he did have to the account I hold reins on and which he doesn't have direct access (basically step back to earlier strategy to help him keep away from gambling.) And now he even fessed up to me what had happened. Still, huge blaah!