Living in turmoil
"From a truly delightful child, loving son and brother, he was the most caring and kind son any mother could have wished for; we all adored him. Now our lives are a roller coaster; never knowing what he is up to and never truly trusting him. He does'’t seem to care about anything or anyone, least of all himself. From being healthy, good looking and sociable, he is now thin, spotty and reclusive. It has been the most heart-breaking experience in all my life to see my beloved son gripped by the evils of drugs, not to mention the associated lying and deceitfulness that also came with his habits.
"My guess, in hindsight, is that he started using drugs as young as 15 - he is now 30 - and once again we have become aware that he is using, and not 'just weed' as he has always maintained in order to keep us quiet. A few years ago we found out that he was using crack; I now feel sure he is smoking heroin. The feeling of helplessness is unbearable, I feel sick with worry - I want my son back. I wonder if any drug user was given their life back again, would they have smoked that first 'harmless' spliff?"