I have posted before about my son being an addict. He's not using the hard stuff yet, but I can see the road he's headed down and it scares the hell out of me. I watched my brother suffer through decades of drug use before he managed to turn his life around.
My husband is an enabler. He makes it easy for our son to be an addict. That's not good. He loves him and doesn't mean to hurt him, but sometimes help hurts if you know what I mean.
I sent my son to live with my brother in Arkansas last weekend. My brother is not going to let his nephew get away with crap and he won't buy the lies. My brother knows the score and has been there, done that. It's also a chance for my son to actually finish high school and get away from the stuff that makes it easy for him to use. That's what his friends do and with a reputation as a stoner it was hard to make friends who didn't use.
It was a hard choice and it broke my heart to leave him there. Things are not perfect yet - things are never perfect - but I know it was the right choice. He started school yesterday and when I spoke to him the said he loved me for the first time in 2 years. He also called his sister and told her the same thing.
there are drugs in Arkansas, lots of them. Drugs are everywhere from small towns to big cities to the upscale suburbs. My kid has to make the choice to use or not use. I just wanted to give him a chance to start over and make new choices.