Don't let the name of my pages run you away if you aren't a mother. It could just as easily
say "Dads", "Sisters", "Brothers",
"Children" ..... no matter what you are to an addict ....
you suffer along with them. It just happens that I'm a mother.
My name is Vicki,
or as some people call me, Treasure. Writing really isn't one of my strong points,
and that's one reason why I hesitated in starting these pages before
now. But ... the more I talked to people, I realized that maybe,
just maybe, by doing this, I could get some peace and satisfaction
within myself, and maybe at the same time, I could help someone
I'm certainly not an authority on the subjects I plan to cover in
this site, but sometimes you don't have to be an authority, you just
have to have "lived it" ... and I certainly have. My
daughter was an addict and my brother is still in active
addiction. I've watched the
process of addiction over many years now. I've watched what it's
done to them, and I've watched how it's destroyed our family. And
..... most of all, I've lived the horror of what it's done to me
especially, as the mother of an addict.
I hope that in some way, I can help someone else through my
experiences. And maybe, if I can't actually help you, maybe I can
give you comfort in knowing .... that you aren't alone in this
nightmare world called drug addiction.
Come along with me on this journey through addiction and maybe
together, we can help each other!
It's A Long Walk
Back To Forever . . . . .
The other night, I was checking out in a local grocery store and
was listening as the cashier chatted with one of her friends that
was in the line behind me. Both girls appeared to be 19 - 20 years
old and the entire topic of their conversation was about getting
"blown away" later that night.
I've always wondered why young people referred to the high they
achieved from alcohol or drugs, as getting "blown away" so
I took a chance and looked up the word "blown" in the
dictionary. Here's what I found:
(1) to move with speed or force, (2) to talk windily, (3) to move
or be carried by, or as if by wind, (4) to melt when overloaded
(as an electric fuse), (5) to shatter, burst, or destroy by
explosion, (6) to spend (money) recklessly, (7) to rupture by too
much pressure, (8) to lose one's composure, (9) to become
violently angry, (10) to go crazy, (11) to overwhelm with wonder
or bafflement, (12) to inform against.
reading Mr. Webster's definition, I began to wonder if he had
fathered a chemically dependent teenager himself.
I wanted so badly to say to these young girls . . . . that if
they only knew what I knew, or had seen what I had seen, then maybe
they wouldn't be so overwhelmed with the desire to get "blown
away" .... yet knowing full well that it wouldn't matter to
them what I had experienced, they could not understand the full
impact of the devastation that can come from chemical abuse, until
they had experienced it themselves.
So, I paid for my groceries and left the store, feeling a
helpless type of burden for these young girls ..... young girls that
I didn't even know .... for you see .... this was the night before
Thanksgiving. My own young daughter, age 17 wouldn't be spending
Thanksgiving with us because this very day, she had been released
from a six week rehabilitation program of chemical dependency and
was entered into a three month halfway house program.
The long walk back
to forever had just begun . . . . .
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