Here I am again....back to the only place that I know that I can get honesty and friendship from those who have been or are in my shoes. Once again, my 24 year old son has relapsed. Every time he takes two steps forward, he falls back ten. Another brush with the law...lost his license for 6 months..hanging with the same bad crowd.....and now back to his old tricks. He doesnt look good...hes got that skinny look about him. Confronted him a couple weeks ago. I told him that he would have to get himself help or he has to move out. Today, I find a pill in his room. Im pretty sure its Oxycodone (the pain pill.) I am officially done. This is no longer about him and his addiction....its now about me and my sanity. I gotta get him out of my house. I am going to confront him tonight when he gets in. Please friends....give me the strength to be strong and do this. I know its the right thing...and letting him live with me only enables him more. Help me get through this...
