Tomorrow is the custody hearing for my "second son" - age 16. The state wanted to return him to his a father - who is a tool, to put it very nicely - and mom contested. difficult child 2 (second son) has been diagnosis'd BPII, is on medications, but not quite stable, is off drugs and attending AA and NA meetings daily - sometimes multiple times a day. He's trying to turn his life around. He has had NO services since he came home from rehab in December. He has been a ward of the state, but was released to his mother. He has not been enrolled in school (finally got enrolled in online school and starts tomorrow - court day), outpatient treatment just started last week (after the casework got called on the carpet at court), has not seen a psychiatrist (is almost out of medications) nor a therapist. All of these things were part of the case plan written by the rehab and ordered by the court. The CW sat on her hands and now is playing CYA. Mom was helpless because difficult child 2 was a ward of the state and she couldn't do anything unless they signed off. Actually, it was the CW's responsibility to get this going and she just didn't. But, mom even sent her the documents that needed to be signed off on and they weren't acknowledged. It would be extremely detrimental for difficult child 2 to return to his father. I know in my gut that he will end up back in DYS or in the hospital for OD'ing (again) within days. He talked to me today. He seems much calmer than he has been. I reminded him that he needs to stay calm tomorrow or he loses any credibility. He has so much anger and resentment directed toward his father and he's royally ticked at his father and the CW and then flies off at the mouth. Shoots himself in the foot. He has been home since mid-December. His father has seen him for 12 hours in that time. At court, we were there for 3 1/2 hours and his dad didn't say a single word to him, or even come over to see him. The CW is totally against mom (must be their thing - gang up on mom) and is basing everything totally on dad's word which is worth nothing. If he opens his mouth, it's a lie. So, please, please, please, rattle some beads for us tomorrow. We have to be there at 9AM. I will update as soon as I can. I am hopeful, but scared to death, too. This boy is as much a child in my heart as my biological children. I've had a soft spot for him since I met him when he was 7 years old. TIA.