Hello All, I am still reading all of your posts everyday. I dont post that often but gather strength from all of you here. My son called me the other day from some random number. He told me about how dangerous his situation is, there are people after him, etc. He is homeless, has no phone, nothing but the clothes on his back. I have given him every opportunity for help. But nothing has worked. I hear from him every couple of weeks or so. I think the less I hear from him the better. The things he told me when he called have me in a state of complete paralysis. He was beaten with a tire iron, he stabbed someone, the police are looking for him, he doesnt know what to do and on and on. Like with every conversation we have, I tell him that he has a list of resources where he can get help and that I love him but that it is up to him to take the right action. Then, I made the mistake yesterday of doing an internet search. Found out he had been arrested last week for shoplifting. His mugshot made me sick. He doesnt even look like my son anymore. Thin, dead eyes, hollow. I am a mess. I dont know how to continue to detach while he is off roaming the streets, doing drugs and putting himself in such peril. Part of me knows there is nothing I can do, its up to him. But part of me feels desperate to do SOMETHING to help. Do any of you know anything about getting guardianship of a young adult? He is 19. If I did that, than maybe I could force him to get help. Aside from that I cant think of anything else that I can do except watch him continue to watch him spiral downward. Wow. This is SO painful.