Tonight Billy was in the kitchen all down and depressed. I asked him what was wrong and he waved his wrist. I saw blood!!!

It seems he thought his girlfriend had dumped him, but instead of getting upset or panicky, I went for the first aid supplies, and a wash cloth. As I cleaned the wound I talked to him about how no girlfriend, wife, or husband was worth killing yourself. Of course he was not listening.
After was finished bandaging his wrist, he went in and wrote on his My Space page about how he was going to kill himself. I started getting phone calls. Then, G-pa took the phone and called our local Crisis Line. They talked to Billy a bit and didn't like what they heard and are right now on their way out here to talk with him in person.
Tomorrow he has an appointment with his therapist at 3:00PM. We are thinking of keeping him home from school.
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The girlfriend calls. I answer the phone. No, I am not nice. I just state I think you have done enough damage and hang up!! Billy grabs the phone and she is still on the line. DAMN!! They talk and lo and behold, it was a friend of hers playing a joke. Ha Ha, very funny... Now I am mad..

I don't need this type of thing going on. Billy walks a very thin line. It doesn't take much to push him over the edge.
Billy is fine now. He has already changed his My Space page and everything. BUT, the fact is, he cut his wrist. No, it doesn't require stitches as it was only enough to draw blood. But there is that scream again. This is the second time in that many months. I am scare for him.
Talk to you tomorrow,

Granny
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