If you’ve been following the saga of our ups and downs then you are aware of my sons continuing addiction. Now it is gambling. I’ve really been pushed beyond my limits. So I decided enough is enough. I did that. That being confrontation, no backing down, boldly setting boundaries and being confident in my decision.
I am lost and I just want to cry. I cannot do this anymore. I just can’t take this roller coaster ride again. I want my son to go back to jail. Am I an evil mother? Am I wrong? I love him and I hate him all at the same time. How is that
Deja Vue, here we go again. Jail time, again. I don’t think he’ll ever learn. I believe he’s always going to fall back to his old habits when times get tough. He knows his triggers, he knows the resources available but yet he seems to just want the easy way. The easy way doesn’t get
How much more can I take? How many more tears can I shed? Why does this happen when everything seems to be going great? Why? Why? Why? I’m finding that I am sinking, not able to function, aware of what I need to do but just incapable of doing it. I am stuck. Of course
The ups and downs can be dramatic. There are days he’s doing great, even weeks and months and then it’s downhill, usually because of finances. As far as I know he hasn’t relapsed with narcotics but he’s under so much stress to make enough money that I’m scared. Scared that he will use just to
This past week my husband and I went to a county sponsored Narcan training and information meeting. It was a great information gathering event. There was many different rehab centers, Parent support groups, recover resources and educational opportunities. It was great to be able to talk to well informed professionals and gather information. There was
Even in addiction recovery there is still pain, because entitlement remains in recovery. Sometimes I get a little too comfortable with the fact that my son is in recovery and doing well. It’s then that I am dealt with of good slap of reality. Addicts are selfish. Recovering addicts do not flip a switch and
Gratitude. What an amazing word. We could all use a little more of this. I am very guilty of this. I concentrate on what is wrong rather then what is right. I want a perfect picture life. That just is not possible but how do I change that perspective? I think gratitude is the key.
As time moves on life gets in the way of our best intentions. This past year has been a blur. We have all struggled through COVID19 and the impact it has had in our lives. We have watched those we love get sick, possibly die and restrictions on our lives to help stop the spread.
Are you still under “stay at home” orders in your state? Do you see an end in site? Are you able to work from home? Have you accomplished anything during this time? Stay at Home orders cause stress but there are so many questions and really not enough answers, at least for me. I have
While we all are struggling through the COVID-19 lock downs life gets stressful. Since we have my son’s family living here with us, things get crazy. There is no personal space, no escape some days. 4 children and 3 adults are a lot of people together 24/7 in the same house. Then to add to
What are your thoughts on this “new” treatment idea? https://www.usnews.com/news/healthiest-communities/articles/2020-01-29/mindfulness-grows-as-treatment-for-addiction In Addiction Recovery, a Matter of the Mind Mindfulness holds promise as a treatment for those struggling to curb their substance misuse, researchers say. By Katelyn Newman Staff WriterJan. 29, 2020, at 6:00 a.m Joe Fox’s drug of choice is alcohol. And while he says he’s
Visiting a jail to see someone that you love isn’t ideal. In fact it’s pretty far from ideal. If you have never had the wonderful opportunity (sarcasm here) let me tell you how it goes. First there are assigned visiting hours usually at pretty inconvenient hours for working people. They are usually twice a week
The holidays have ended and although we couldn’t all be together there were lots of happy memories made. We now have seven grandchildren so I was going for organized chaos. 6 of them live nearby and the 7th about 1200 miles away. This year we were spending Christmas with my daughter’s family 1200 miles away.