arenting an addict is a constant learning experience. We go year to year learning the “how to live with addiction ” lifestyle and modify our approaches/ philosophies as the battle trudges on. I have always targeted this blog towards parents starting out on their recovery journey. They have learned their child is in the grips [...]
>My son was about 17 when he was admitted to a well-respected six-month program in South Boston. He learned how to read and write recovery at this facility, his ABC’s so to speak. Thanks to that strong foundation he now practices and “speaks” fluent recovery. It was a long lesson that continues today, but he has learned much. He will continue to learn and study.
There were times the young man would scream into the phone,”I fucking hate you Dad and hope you die.” It was hard for the father to hear, but the father remained steadfast in his beliefs. He would slap the boy with consequences whenever he could.
I believe in sharing stories of hope and healing. But sadly this is a never ending journey. Fixed? Recovered? Those terms are not for me. I prefer “A work in progress!” Keep working!
Parents in recovery often suggest that you incarcerate your child. What kind of parents puts their child behind steel bars? Parents of addicts do! We understand steel bars are a better option for our addict than a wooden coffin.