Son sent me a text this morning asking if I could set him up to see the psychiatrist he saw in 8th grade. He had a brief episode of cutting his wrists. It didn't last because a classmate called him out on it. I did take him to a therapist for a while. I don't remember the name but could try to find out. I don't know if he even does work with substance abuse. Any advice. ... His father never returned my calls as to what happened yesterday. Unfortunately, that is his nature. But I am thankful he must have talked to him.