Don't think there's much I can say..
..and I tried to say it all when I spoke to him on Saturday. He's been threatening suicide for years; just this time it seemed more likely. You can never tell. I think what he needs is the right anti-psychotic but that's in the hands of his doctors. He did say he had an appointment this week and I made him promise to be honest like he was being to me.

I could phone him but talking to him exhausts me.. he turns a lot of innocent stuff into antagonism. I'm certainly not sure he's any happier after speaking to me - I'm not sure it makes any difference who he speaks to; his head will still be fucked. I will phone him tomorrow on his birthday though.

If he freaks me out on the phone tomorrow so much again then I might call his parents.

He'll be alive.
(raymond "three griddle pans" luxury yacht lovin' the christmas action, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 22:55, Reply)