My Son is a Heroin Addict. I Can't Stop Crying.
(Nowhere, Land USA)
I awoke to feel the deepest lose of my life, again. I think a little piece of me dies every time I see him. He has been an addict for 10 years. My son is still sleeping, the only time his physical body gets rest. But soon, he'll be out, rippin and runnin. His track marks tell the story. He has open sores everywhere. He told me not to look. God, please take my pain. Is anyone here, on this board?
Watching a child destroy themselves through drug addiction is one of life's great tragedies. You want to help ... would do anything to help ... but you soon realise unless your child wants help and really wants to overcome their addiction, there is little you can do.
The only solace we can offer is that you simply have to let go and trust that your son's journey is unfolding as its meant to. We don't know the lessons others have to learn, and so we have to believe all the hardships, we and those we love go through, are part of our spiritual evolution.
Unfortunately life doesn't always make sense. Things don't turn out as we hope. So try and find people you can share your pain with, groups like Nar-Anon are wonderful in that regard.
Because one of the most fundamental concepts of watching a person we love struggling with an addiction is that of powerlessness. Once we realise we're powerless to control their choices, we can finally let go and surrender to 'whatever must be, must be.' And in that process our pain starts to heal.
So right now, we hope and pray your son finds a way out from his pain and suffering. But don't let his choices stop you from beginning your own quest for healing and recovery. Good Luck and God Bless