A Mother’s Secret Pain to Her Child’s Addiction

I began writing my book to help other parents who are going through the issues of having a child addicted to heavy narcotics such as my own son. It is with these writings of my personal experience and what I felt as a mother and how I dealt with the many feelings of failure that compelled me to tell this story.My own childhood was not too far from my sons, in the fact that my parents had been divorced and my siblings and I dabbled in drugs, after all it was the 70’s. Little did I know that what I could handle and walk away from would be the thing that to this day is destroying my son’s life. When you are in the world you really miss what the clues are even when you lived it yourself, funny how it happens, and you cannot see it or will not see it because now it is your child. I started taking notes on some of the things we have gone through and from my notes compiled this short book in hope that it will bring peace to myself and others.Born in Massachusetts, I was number four of five children in what appeared to be a loving home. My father’s job transferred him to Virginia when I was six years old and that is when the bottom fell out of my somewhat perfect home. My father left; my parents divorced, and my mother did the best to raise five children on her own. I know it was hard for her, she did the best she could, but with very independent children as we were, it was not easy.My story began with my own drug use at a young age, and then becoming pregnant at a young age to boot I had to grow up fast without many skills and without God in my life to guide me. Unprepared I made the grown-up decision to raise my child. Like my mother, I did the best I could.