I will say, as much as people blame them, psychiatric drugs and practitioners who perscribe them tend to have a better understanding of the workings than you or I.
I would dispute that I have a better understanding of them than absolutely any prescribing physician I've yet met, because I've spent orders of magnitude more time educating myself about them. People don't understand that the average physician is too busy to read literature and depends on brief handouts and pitches from the drug company's representatives for virtually all their information on new drugs. This is hardly a reliable or neutral source, and their trust is badly misplaced.
The simple truth is that unless you have a
lot of money or incredibly expensive insurance, you will never get competent psychiatric care in California. You
will get pills, because that's what the insurance carriers will pay for, and they don't work. At best they make you more tractable to those around you.
Pills don't fix life.
I'd point the finger at the perscription drugs he was stealing (going by one of the links) as having been more likely to have made things worse
He stole some Xanax from his mom one time at her house three months ago and got caught. That was the extent of it, and it had no effect on the event, obviously.
He'd been terribly disturbed and frustrated before any of this started, though. I had suggested that he desperately needed to get some exercise and not lie around the house brooding all day, so he started working out and that was apparently helping.
He didn't hate his dad. He loved his dad. He hated
his life.
The toxicology report should be interesting.