I WAS aware of my son's drug use, long before he admitted it, and even knowing, there was nothing I could do to stop it. Oh, I tried, I tried love, offering shelter and a safe home to live in, I tried negotiating, manipulating, controlling, begging, crying and pleading but addiction was just bigger than me. We can't love our addicts clean, if we could not one of us would be here.
Like Carol, I give my son to God every morning and then live my life in peace, knowing he is in good hands.
Meetings and learning to work the 12 steps helped me, as did SR and the support of all my friends here.
My prayers go out for your son and for you. Addiction truly is a family disease.
Hugs