Wascally Wabbit

Diane, I got to this point last November when my oldest son went back to jail.
(My youngest is in jail too)
I got tired of doing without, and killing myself to "help" him. I was picking him up at midnight from work. I got about 6 hours of sleep. Needless to say, I was exhausted and my own quality of life went straight down the tubes. And for what?
Now that he is out of the house, (the oldest) I told him he can not come back. He is 29 years old and that's plenty old enough to start being responsible for himself.

I must live a peaceful life any more. I can't tolerate drugs and the behavior that comes with drugging in my life any more. My life is now managable!!!

Once I came to this decision my whole outlook changed.
So, good for you rozied. Things will get better. Just expect a lot of ugliness from your addict. It's their way of saying they don't approve of your decisons!!