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ADDICTION: a compulsive need for and use of a habit-forming substance; also persistent compulsive use of a substance known by the user to be harmful.
This definition is found in Webster’s dictionary.
Drug Abuse destroys more lives than any other disease. Addiction doesn’t just happen to an individual person. It happens to everyone involved with that person and everyone involved with him or her. Support is available, “ONE DAY AT A TIME”. We can’t let this Addiction beat us. Everybody pays the price! Not just the individual family units, it affects all the people, through higher prices, higher security, police officers, more jails, and more drug programs.
Following is my story. A story of how crack-cocaine brought our family to its knees. Of how I watched my son fight this demon, and win, then lose, up and down, back and forth, like a roller coaster full of every imaginable emotion.
I had heard about crack cocaine, who hasn’t! I impressed on my children that it was a very addictive drug, one not to be messed with. Marijuana was something I tried as a teenager growing up in the early 70’s. I’m sure a lot of people did. I thank God I didn’t care for the high, and I hoped my son wouldn’t like it either, unfortunately he did.
Mike didn’t tell me he wanted to try it, he just did. “Mike,” I explained calmly, “I know a lot of people who smoke pot; they don’t have much of a life. If they had their choice between food and a joint they would choose the latter.”
Lost brain cells and all, totally ignoring my concern, he tried it, he liked it, and he didn’t seem to care that I didn’t condone it. Although I accepted it since so many people I knew, family included, used it.
“If you should decide to try any drug, please be upfront with me and talk with me before you try something that could change your life forever,” I pleaded nervously.
Mike, looking at the floor, replied, “Okay, mom, don’t worry, I won’t mess around with drugs. I’ll even try to stay away from pot.”
Wanting to leave the lines of communication open I ended the discussion.
Mike was thirteen years old then. Things went downhill after that. He didn’t want to go to school, he wouldn’t do his homework, I thought he was slow, and couldn’t learn. In reality, as I found out years later, it was the drug. And, yes, marijuana is a drug! From thirteen years on he couldn’t concentrate, he couldn’t comprehend, he lost interest in sports, hobbies,
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