cram315
03-07-2007, 01:50 PM
Some of you may remember me. I had a tough time with my addict son, first smoking herion, then methodone (clinic), then pain pills. He disappeared for days, slept all day, pissed through money (I believe shoplifted and stole other people's pills), looked/smelled like a street person, couldn't keep a job, cursed at me, lied to me, manipulated me and would be wasted in front of me.
I tried as I cried. Put him in therapy, sent him to inpatient rehab, sent him to live with a relative. Nothing worked because everytime he came home, he gravitated back to drugs.
Thanks to all the support I got on these boards, YOU standing by me through my ups and downs, day and night, good times and bad, I was able to help me then help him. YOUR advice went into play. I went to NarAnon meetings to change myself, not the addict. I detached and then let go!
Finally able to give the final ultimatum, straighten up, move out of state or be kicked out. He chose being kicked out and then realized I was dead serious this time. Weeks on the street, living in squalor, changed his mind. He agreed to move out of state. At first we helped him but gradually we let go, letting him fall (we had to let go sometime and he had to learn how to be a man sometime) but you know what he picked himself up and brushed himself off! He is renting, he is feeding himself, doing laundry, in at night, takes care of his business and has a job!
Friday will mark six weeks, yes only six weeks but hey, it's six weeks! Thanks again. Keep my son in your prayers. Cram315
I tried as I cried. Put him in therapy, sent him to inpatient rehab, sent him to live with a relative. Nothing worked because everytime he came home, he gravitated back to drugs.
Thanks to all the support I got on these boards, YOU standing by me through my ups and downs, day and night, good times and bad, I was able to help me then help him. YOUR advice went into play. I went to NarAnon meetings to change myself, not the addict. I detached and then let go!
Finally able to give the final ultimatum, straighten up, move out of state or be kicked out. He chose being kicked out and then realized I was dead serious this time. Weeks on the street, living in squalor, changed his mind. He agreed to move out of state. At first we helped him but gradually we let go, letting him fall (we had to let go sometime and he had to learn how to be a man sometime) but you know what he picked himself up and brushed himself off! He is renting, he is feeding himself, doing laundry, in at night, takes care of his business and has a job!
Friday will mark six weeks, yes only six weeks but hey, it's six weeks! Thanks again. Keep my son in your prayers. Cram315

