April 19, 2024 Update, 15 years later

My Rachel goes by Michael now. The gender story is for another day. Michael made it out of the facility he was living in when last I wrote and made it up to Boston to live with his birthmother. She tried. She really did. He wanted money so he shot up a store, got one guy in the back. He went to jail, then longterm in an adult psychiatric lockdown, then halfway house after halfway house, getting kicked out of one after another. Then hotel after hotel, getting kicked out of one after another. He's still refusing to take meds. I don't have any idea how to help him. At this point I just have to try to keep myself safe.