First, my goal through the writing of this book is to spread a message of hope and healing to others hurting from how substance abuse is affecting their teen, or the teen of someone else.
I made mistakes, my son made choices. An individual commented on one of my posts, "drug problem is not a pseudonym for bad parenting." I don't think it is a synonym, either. Again, I reiterate that I did the best I could at the time with the knowledge that I had.
But if you are in the middle of this don't you feel lonely? I did. Don't you want hope? I did. Don't you want answers? I did.
I don't have the answers, but I do have some reflections which are aimed at giving hope and helping families to not feel quite so alone. That is what I hope to accomplish by sharing our journey.
It is a bit scary, even for people like me, who tend to talk a lot and wear their heart on their sleeve to be so open about such an intensely personal and private hurt. It is not easy to make oneself so vulnerable, but the motivation is to provide support to others who are hurting, and may not feel like they know where to turn. I'm not kidding when I comment that I wrote the book I needed to read. I needed to read about one family fighting hard and succeeding. And no, fighting hard does not equal success, because ther are families who do fight hard, and don't succeed.
I don't think the problems is going away any time soon.
I was at a Girl Scout event yesterday, and talked with a friend who commented that her teenage son's girlfriend's parents (you may need to read that again...) approached her about allowing him to sleep over at their home afterthe kids went to the movies nbecuase it was what their daughter wanted. My friend commented, in shock, I might add, "and are you ok with that?" The answer was, "Well, no,not really, but we are afraid to tell her." That's ineffective (bad?) parenting, in my opinion.
Another parent commented, "Oh boys will be boys" when she was alerted to a bunch of middle school boys were playing the choking game at a gathering in her basement.
Another friend knows parents who have the pre and post prom parties at their homes because they "know the kids are going to drink anyway, so at least they will be here, and we can supervise."
These are NOT clear limits of acceptable boundaries.
Just my thoughts.