The fourteen years that my son was doing drugs put me on an emotional roller coaster. For a long time I surmised, guessed, assumed, but never had actual proof that he was using drugs. When the proof finally came, his life and mine were completely out of control.  My days were consumed with looking for him at 3:30 in the morning, bailing him out of jail, making good on credit card bills that he had no intention of paying, and patching holes in the walls of his room, while the holes in my heart grew deeper by the day…


*The Daily Reading is an extract from the SESH Book which forms part of Nar-Anon’s official literature.  To order this book and others, please use this link. 

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