I have said it before, I was the anti-christ of co-dependency. Then my daughter discovered heroin.
When I look back on my own reaction to her addiction, all I can say is hell has no furry like a mother of a heroin addict, consumed with curing her daughter. Finding the cure became my life's passion. I was obsessed with her and addiction.
When I look back on this time in my life, it was all about proving I could control my daughter and thus her addiction. It was very much all about me in a warped way.
I know now, that I could easily slip back into the mom from hell-o on the topic of heroin. It's one day at a time.