If you really want to help me, learn all you can about my disease. Let me know you ᑕᗩᖇE. Listen to my fears.
Ask me how I’m feeling without giving solutions. Don’t remind me of how I’m constantly screwing everything up. Trust me I know.
Let me know that this life, these drugs ᗪO ᑎOT ᗪEᖴIᑎE ᗰE
Let me know without a doubt that there’s a ᗷETTEᖇ ᗯᗩY & that I don’t have to live in constant struggle.
Tell me ademently & Without a Doubt that I ᗩᗰ ᑕᗩᑭᗩᗷᒪE of climbing out of the tunnel of darkness.
Assure me that there’s ᒪIGᕼT outside and I have the skills to find it again, no matter what lies go around in my head.
Most of all tell me I deserve to be happy and fulfilled again. I deserve to be ᖇESᑭEᑕTEᗪ & TᖇᑌSTEᗪ
again. And that there is ᕼᗩᑭᑭIᑎESS without drugs.
Mostly though:
Just ᒪOᐯE ᗰE TIᒪᒪ I’ᗰ ᗰE ᗩGᗩIᑎ💙
© Samanthawaters
Thank you for sharing this! Really good stuff!
I have a son addicted to heroin, meth and fentanyl. I’ve tried treatment for him. He graduated from that. Now I’m in a weird cycle of him using and calling me to help him get clean. I feel like I’m enabling him as a safety net for him. I feel like I’m being used emotionally. I help because of hope but his excuses and lies of what I need hear from him is draining. He already has been to prison. He is 22 years old.
Wow that’s tough. So young. He probably needs something long term like teen challenge