I am no longer speaking to my son. I can't get past the idea that he could kill me. He thought nothing about it at all. The other day he treated me with disdain and disrespect that I know all to well. I have given him a place to live, and money. I can't do anymore. I can't trade my sanity for his love. I hope he get the help he needs because I can't help him. I love him but I am done. Totally done.