When my son was young, I remember the hopes and dreams I had for him. Would he be happy? Would he be successful? Ever since my son started experimenting with drugs, many of those dreams have disappeared. Now the dreams are; I hope he can graduate from high school, I really wish he would stop using drugs and stop lying. His constant dishonesty is breaking my heart.
I feel like it is my fault. I feel that I have let him get to this point. It doesn't help that I have a ex-husband who likes to blame me for everything. He of course won't take responsibility for anything and does not like to punish the boys because he doesn't want them to "hate" him, as he likes to state. I was naive and trusting. But why wouldn't you be? You should give your teen some privacy, right? You just pray that they make the right choices.
When I first realized that he may have made some poor choices I called him on them. He actually appeared to me to feel bad and promised that it wasn't going to happen anymore. There is so much more to these bad choices. There were so many terrible things happening in our lives when the drug use started. I could go on and on. I am really searching for others who have had the same problems. In other entries, I will discuss legal trouble that my son is involved in.