Being a parent of an ADDICT is … being there through the Cravings, the withdrawals and the thievery. Being a parent of An ADDICT means that You LOVE that person which YOU created, Just NOT more than you love THEIR children, YOUR OTHER Children or anyone else. You constantly Lose sleep because of The fear of a dreaded phone call, saying, “Ma’am, this is Officer John and … WAIT FOR IT … your child is in jail, or Even Worse, DEAD …”
YOU comfort your grandkids from their nightmares and have to Explain where Mommy is …
You HAVE risked your own life, for your child without a second Thought and YOU would surely die to save your grandkids, if You ever had to.
Being a parent of an ADDICT … IS a burden
It’s loving somebody who CAN’T love you back
IT’S … frustrating, exhausting, scary, annoying, embarrassing, Sickening..
Regardless, you LOVE your child, the ADDICT, wholeheartedly And... FOR ETERNITY!
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In the sad case of addiction, the diseased choices of the addict, not only sickens themselves but those who stand by, trying, always trying to regain a glimmer of the once well loved one. The burdens and the destructive nature of addiction crumbles event tH strongest of families. I pray your friend has some resolution soon...and some comfort always. You can only be affected so long, before you are truly fighting the demons as well. I hope your friendship finds a way to remain intact. Very powerful and topical write. PEACE