So he was struggling with not taking it. And it blew up in my face because he almost killed me. I love him dearly and unconditionally, and it upset me that it took so long to get a psychiatrist, and it's still that way. Six months to a year. How is that right? How many people are going to suffer like my son did because of what they aren't providing for people who need help? I just don't know anymore. It just bothers me