I know better. I know this difficult child and what sets him off (geez, what doesn't). But it was spring break, time for fun. I know he has to have structure, but I thought surely he can handle a little freedom and non-routined things. He had been doing sooooo well. His mood was so stable and calm. Then came spring break - can I spend the night with so-n-so. Okay. Then, can I go to the mall, go skating, go to the movies, go "chill" with my friends, go, go, go. Then started noticing the mood slowly start to change, need for less sleep, restlessness, agitation and BOOM, back to where we were. He flipped back into the rude, defiant, hateful young man he can be. He actually had the nerve to ask if 5, count them 5, friends could spend the night!!! When I told him no, that was probably not a good idea, that he should just stay home that night and be with us for a change, so he announced to me, in front of a friend of his, "No, I will spend the night with Justin, because there is just no other way to say this, but I just don't like you all. You have to many rules." Well, my answer was well, there is just no other way to tell you this but NO. He has just been a holy terror since then. I am seriously thinking about taking a needle and thread and sewing his mouth shut. But the filth out of his mouth would probably melt the stitches!! Spring break is over and he was still calling around trying to find someone who would let him spend the night, on a school night at that. Tried to call his doctor to see what I could give him to calm him down, but his doctor's father passed away and lived in Lebanon, and he has gone to Lebanon until the end of April. We have an appointment as soon as he returns, and I am going to seriously talk to him, again for the umpteenth time, about the possibility of bipolar. His moods were so calm when we took him off the stimulant and antidepressant and just gave him Zyprexa. No mood stabilizer yet, just taking zyprexa. He has finally crashed tonight, first time since spring break began. He has done so much, with no routine, that he has just worn himself completely out. He fell asleep in a chair. I think I'll just leave sleeping dogs to lie tonight, in a chair.