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A LITTLE PIECE DIES

A mother wrote to me: Tonight we had our son arrested under the mental health act because we were so concerned with his safety. He broke down and said that he wished he could die. We didn’t know if this was drunk/drug talk or if this was a cry for help, but I knew we had to take this seriously. This was the hardest and most painful thing I have had to do in my life. We had the police come to our home and handcuff him and take him to the hospital’s psychiatric unit. When you watch the police take your own son away in handcuffs because you called them, a little piece of you dies.

My reflection: Addiction is a monster and it changes our children into people we don’t recognize. It wreaks havoc in our lives and twists our love into unimaginable shapes. We don’t know what to do in the face of addiction, but we try our best. We do what our hearts tell us to do. Are we right or wrong? I’m not sure there are answers to some questions.

Today’s Promise: Every minute of every day, addiction kills little pieces of our families. Today, I admit that I am powerless to change my loved one, but I am not powerless to change myself. I will search for my strength and I will find my balance. I will pick up my cross and carry it.

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  • My husband and I had to do the exact same thing Friday before last! So far it's been the best decision we ever made my son is now in rehab and doing good.

  • Intelligently, I KNOW my son is sick with a deadly disease and has been sick for 15 years. My heart continues to hurt for all of those whose lives he touches--especially his girlfriend's two small daughters. I am powerless over this disease and sometimes, just sometimes, walking away feels like a breath of fresh air. This journey is a difficult one and the road is full of bumps; I'm glad we have each other to share this journey . . . it's a lonely road when we attempt to travel alone.

  • My husband referred to our son as Nivek during his time using...which is his name backwards. I think it's the perfect metaphor for the active user. Sending prayers your son finds recovery.

  • My family went through the the same I cried watching the police out my window. This is such a horrible thing so many are going through at first the shame and embarrassment took over then I realized I was not alone 3 rehabs later things are moving ahead. I sleep now at night I often think of all the what ifs could have should haves I will blame myself as the mom. I realize I can't fix or save my child they have to want it.

  • These posts are blessed events, Libby, capturing the anguish locked within the hearts of so many parents suffering from the frightening changes threatening their child. And always, haunting their every decision is the question: Am I doing the right thing to help my child?

  • I remember clearly the day we had to do this. We are never prepared to see our loved ones in handcuffs.

    I have never really known whether I was doing the right thing or not in dealing with this addiction. At first I was stunned (still am sometimes)but as the years go by I have found my gut, instincts, higher power, call it whatever you will, have guided me in a way that I can live with the choices I have made. Right or wrong who knows but right for me. Not to say any of them were easy or not without guilt but a decision I made that I felt was best for all. Sometimes I think that's all we can hope for.

  • You are so brave. You may have saved your sons life. The same thing happened to us with our 20 year old 11/2 years ago after a DUI accident right outside our home. My son also reached rock bottom in front of our eyes. Only then was he able to get help and start the road to recovery that h needed.You and your family are in my thoughts I know what it is like when a piece of our heart dies. May God surround your family with his Grace and Love.

  • Yes I know that feeling. I had to do the very same thing to ky son because he had stolen 75% of my jewelry. he was taking the cars when we were asleep. he wouldn't hear anything about getting help and he was over 18. like you, I had no other choice. it was rhe only thing that I could do to try and save my son. it feels like someone knocked the wind out of you. you just feel like your going to vomit. but you will feel better as time goes on, however, I still get teary eyed when I have to talk about it. good luck to you and your family. I wish you only the best.

    • Julie, I know that feeling deep down in your gut, where you feel like your world has been pulled out from under you. I wake up in the morning thinking "Is this just a bad dream?" But, it is not, it is our reality. I try and stay close to God and pray for my sons safety,and that someday my son will find peace. Stay strong Julie, one day at a time we can get through this.

  • You did what you had to out of love and concern. Don't be sorry for making a decision that you did what you knew, in your heart, was the best thing. No one has their best interest at heart more than mom's. No one! No one lives them more either. If you haven't done so yet, find a support group that you feel comfortable with. I've been going to one for over five years and yes, we need that help and support. I've found support and friendships that I never knew I needed or wanted. God bless you, I am sending bus and strength your way!