((((((givemeabreak))))))
The sharing and experience before me, imho, are great moms.
I, too, am a mom to an addict. He's 26 now, and I found out
about his heroin addiction at 19. He lived very close to me, as
well. We saw each other often. I felt like I'd been sideswiped
when out of the blue one day, I asked his gf if he was on
"something". To my shock and horror, she told me to check his
forearm. When asked, he just laughed at me and pulled his
long sleeve shirt up over his wrist. I grabbed his arm, shoved
his shirt almost to his shoulder blade in my haste, and saw
both our lives flash before my eyes. When he began to cry,
I knew I wasn't too late. There was methadone, detox twice,
relapse, methadone again, relapse, and finally jail for 6 months
for robbing my home.
I thank God daily and am forever grateful that my son finally has
taken his disease "from" me and began his own recovery his
own way. He drank for a while after jail. Started smoking weed
again. Stopped the drinking, went to a psychiatrist and counselor,
and is now medicated for bi-polar and depression. He tells me
he occasionally smokes weed, when available, but that he's
done with that "sh*t" that almost took his sanity and life.
I don't live with him anymore, but we talk daily and I'm still
his No. 1 fan. He's doesn't work a recovery program, like I would
prefer him to, lol, but it's working for him. He got away from the people,
places, and things. By removing himself from the temptations, he's doing
pretty well. One day at a time.
Keep coming back and sharing. Looking forward to getting to know you.
Sending healing prayers,
p.s. Congratulations on your sobriety. What an accomplishment!
Hugs.