There is hope

I did not cause, I cannot control, I cannot cure.  These are words I keep repeating over and over to myself.  Some days are better than others, some days I believe these words, most days I question them.  What did I do wrong? What could I have done differently? Where did I go wrong?

My son is a heroin addict.  I unfortunately am not alone. I am one of many.

My son was an absolutely beautiful child. High IQ, excelled in sports, excelled in school. Made honor roll, star athlete. Here in the now....heroin addict.  Meth addict.

This is my blog...this is me getting this out of my head. I have thought several times that I was losing my mind...that I needed to be committed. What is my failure?

I am not alone....I know this because I have talked to other moms, other family members...some not so lucky.  I consider myself lucky, my son is alive. There is hope.

THERE IS HOPE.

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