This is so sad, but it sure brings back many memories.

My oldest has intermittent explosive disorder. And I always said,
before he was treated for this at 16 that he would end up in Jail
by the time he was 18 for murder. Because he was a lot like
this young man. He used to put holes in our walls and it was
my middle son that I was always trying to protect.

I was lucky that when I had to protect my son's the guns that
might have been in the house weren't known to him. And
the fact that he pulled the phone out of the wall when I had
to call 911, I had a cordless phone. But it told the dispatcher
that I needed help even faster than they could get the ambulance
I had called for.

I got the help, but more important so did he. And he got his diagnosis's
after over 10 years of trying on my part. We had been to so many
doctor's already. Finally someone could diagnose the problem.

And we were lucky the medications worked. And still do.
Donna