I am a 22-year-old student at Front Range Community College; I am planning on transferring to Metro. State College, in Denver, for Social Work.
I've decided to do this blog, not only as an assignment, but because I'm extremely interested in addiction, addiction recovery, and what family and friends of addicts have to deal with.
My mom started using heroin when I was 13 years old. My life changed drastically, and I have extremely awful memories from when my mom was using. I plan on sharing my most personal stories; things I have never shared with friends, family, or therapists. I hope that friends and family members of addicts will join me in doing this.
Sharing my stories with all of you will be a way to heal myself, but also a very nice way of HOPEFULLY helping the youth stay away from drugs.
I have done my fair share of drugs, and rebelling. I do not think addicts are bad people, but I do think that there are addicts out there that have done horrible things. I think that there are children and teens that have to deal with addicts every single day, and I do not necessarily believe teens have enough people to go to.
I hope that my blog will help people who are in a bad place in their life. I hope that people will share their personal experiences and benefit from what I say, and comments from what others say.
I would like everyone to know my mom is clean now, and we are working on rebuilding our relationship. I love her very much, she is my best friend, but there are some things that I may not ever be able to forget...but I have been able to move on. With amazing family, friends and therapists I have managed to dig myself out of the dirt and become a very strong woman.
No one is perfect, people make mistakes, AND HERE is where I will post my first story…I was extremely in denial of my moms using. For years I saw drug paraphernalia, but could not believe that mom was using drugs. So from age 13-15 I lied to myself. When I saw needles, and blood and little baggies all over the house I lied to myself. When I witnessed someone overdose, at the age of 14, in my Mothers arms I called the cops, and lied to myself.
It was not until I was 15 that I realized I was completely nuts! My mom told me she would hurt herself by taking blood out of her body with needles, and then put it back in. That was the reason for the blood in the bathroom, and I believed it. At the time, my boyfriend had just moved in with my mom and I. I told my boyfriend exactly what my mom had explained to me. Immediately after he told me, my mom was definitely hurting herself, but she was hurting herself by using heroin.
I was hesitant, duh I’ve been lying to myself for years, but trusted him. He told me that he had recently found a bundle of my mom’s heroin, and showed me. We proceeded to search the house, and I found a stash of what seemed like a 100 million little empty wax bags. It was finally a realization; my mom was a heroin addict.
My complete and utter best friend left me for a world of drugs, and I was on my own. The next day I did not go to school…and I made the choice to stop going FOREVER (well not forever actually, but that is a whole other post)!
Please comment on here with opinions, or your own personal stories! I will take 5-10 stories and post those before I post my next personal story. If you do not want me to post your story please let me know, and if you are underage I would really appreciate if you posted anonymously. Lastly, I will be showing this blog to my class on (or before) December 8, 2010.
ReplyDeleteHonest, candid, and blunt. That takes guts. Good work
ReplyDeleteBay, this is absolutely amazing. I remember when we were younger, I was always afraid that the things in your life surrounding this blog, would keep you from all of your potential. I always prayed that you would be able to rise above all of the problems you were going through back then, and come out on the other end a better person. You have far exceeded all of my expectations. You should be so proud of yourself for finding the strength to become the woman you are today. You are seriously an inspiration, and I know your story is going to help a lot of people. I am so proud of you for doing this. Love you!!
ReplyDeleteVery very brave thing to do here. I'm looking forward to reading more.
ReplyDeleteI have tears in my eyes bailie. I love you and am so proud of you for not only sharing your experiences but of who you have become despite everything you have been through.
ReplyDeleteABSOLUTELY INCREDIABLE! The raw honesty this blog brings will help so many of your readers cope, help, and understand addicts. Bailie, you continue to amaze me everyday. Your undeniable bravery, strength, and courage are a few of your admirable traits that make me so proud to call you my friend. Without question, you are an inspiration to your family, friends, and future blog followers. Xo
ReplyDeleteBailie this is absolutely amazing. I am so proud of you and I cant wait to read more. You have grown up to be such a strong mature woman and like lauren said I am grateful to call you my friend. I will keep in touch xoxo.
ReplyDeleteBailie this is amazing. It truly shows the strong woman you have grown to be! I remember being in that house and seeing things that were painful for me to see, i can only imagine how you felt. I am so glad that things are getting better with your mom and for you. I am so proud of you for what you are doing. I think to many people you will be a hero if not already! <3 u!
ReplyDeletebaybay, writing this takes so much courage and strength! and its amazing. as im sure you know i myself was a heroin addict. after i lost justin, i lost myself. i hurt all the people that loved me. and i never knew how that affected them, reading this is helping me understand that. im sure that writing this is helping with your healing, but its also helping mine. i have been clean now for 2 1/2 years but it is something i have to deal with everyday. when i had my daughter there were certain medications that i could not take because i was afraid that i would relapse. addiction is a very hard battle to overcome, thank you for sharing this amazing story. i cant wait to read more! your such a strong and amazing women. you have so much strength a courage! im so proud of you, thank you for doing this...i dont think you know just how many people you will help :) love you girl! xxoo
ReplyDeleteBailie, we always knew you were capable of working through the obstacles in your life and here you are now, helping others. The pride is overwhelming. I know that this blog will help everyone affected by addiction. I hope that caretakers of children affected by addiction will read your blog so that they will be better armed to deal with the specific issues that children of addicts deal with. As one of your guardians, I tried my best but am sure that there were situations that I could have dealt with better. I wish I had had a blog like this to read to help me help you. I look forward to reading more about your incredible journey and will be here on the East Coast giving you a virtual hug while you write every post :-). Love,
ReplyDeleteAlma
In addition i would like to add a few personal experiences with this situation. Hanging out everyday at the house where all this took place really made me see what Bailie went through on a daily basis. I recall several times when i brought something as simple as toilet paper over for the house because there wasn't enough money or thought left to support the 15year old daughter (Bailie). It was not right to me that a 15year old girl had to live on her own without bare necessities like toilet paper and tampons. As a young girl having a period is enough trouble, let alone not being able to take care of it or having a parent there to help. As i grew closer to Bailie i realized how good i had it at home and how Bailie deserved the same. I found myself often worry about her and thinking that i should be doing more for her. I would bring her lunch from Subway whenever possible. On another note Bailie would need to go places and her mother was missing in action, sometimes for days. Many times her mom's car would be left behind at home. I remember numerous times taking Bailie places with her moms car with out me having a license. Every time we took the car we would have to do a thorough search for paraphernalia in case we got pulled over or someone had to get in the car. The amounts of stuff we cleaned out were tremendous even if we cleaned it a day or two before. We did the cleaning for our own good. I also remember several times when her mom was missing for days, not even a call to let Bailie know that she was alive. We weren't the only ones looking for her. Often large men would come to the door demanding to come in or deliver threats because they were owed a lot of money. This is when things started to get really scary for not only Bailie but me and people hanging out there. Nobody knew who these men were, how much they were owed or what they were capable of doing to get their money. I worried about then coming in with guns and taking Bailie as leverage.
ReplyDeleteThese are just a few of the experiences i witnessed there. Thank god everyone made it out of there ok! Bailie i love you so much and i wish you the best of luck with everything! I think you are in a great place now and i know you will live a very successful life!
Bailie I'm so proud of you. I have such a strong feeling about this blog and know it will do a world of good for people who are in a similar position. Your honesty and bravery is admirable and I feel so blessed to be able to witness it.
ReplyDeleteBailie, you will be a strong assest to anyone who needs help in the future. You have a heart of gold and have been through more than most at our age. I know you will make a difference in the lives of children who struggle with experiences like the ones you have been through. You will be an inspiration for others. I look forward to reading more in your blog and watching you express your emotions and release your feelings as you feel needed. I love you!
ReplyDeleteHi Bailie,
ReplyDeleteI can't believe you are 22. Brava, you are a fighter! You are teaching me a good lesson, there is good in everyone. Kids love their parents unconditionally and as parents that is winning the JACPOT.
Looking forward to your next post.
Bailey. That is an awesome blog. Keep it up. The truth shall set you free - even though it may piss you off in the meantime (the last part of that quote is not in the Bible LOL). Love to talk to you about any of that stuff any time
ReplyDeleteyou want. Love You. Miss you
Uncle Mike
Bailie,
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful thing you are doing. This will be so helpful to so many people but most of all to yourself. You have already accomplished so much despite what you had to deal with.
Your mother was always a wonderful person who loved you more than anything else but somehow got on the wrong track. You are on the right track and will make a difference in your life and the lives of others.
We love you and are very proud of you and if you ever need to talk we are here.
Love,
Aunt Judy & Uncle Arthur
hey Bay
ReplyDeleteIt's been 20 years that we have been friends, the best of and during this time of your life i remember it clearly. When my dad was on drugs and would be MIA for months, even years i think i knew what was going on but didn't want to belive that my own parent would choose a substance over me. He missed out not just on a few special occasions in my life but all of them. Now i can say just like you and your mother we are starting to rebuild what was so broken and i hope if others don't have that chance they can still come to peace or some type of understanding of this disease. You and your mother are amazing people and your my sister and will always be. Teens and young adults need an outlet, someone or something to turn to. I wish i could have expressed my feelings when i was dealing with an addict parent but like you said now you can help others and make your experience have a positive outcome. Everything your doing is no short of amazing like you and i wouldn't trade our friendship for the world.
Love You !
AL
Dear Bailie,
ReplyDeleteThis took great courage and I'm so very proud of you. You always amazed me with your strength from the days way back when you were a shy, beautiful little girl on my cheerleading team with the black glasses. I always knew something wasn't right at home but never knew the truth. Later on during middle school, I remember one day I picked you up at your home on Castle Hill in the middle of winter so you and Jessie could study for mid-terms. You came out of the house without a jacket and had flip flops on your feet. I asked where your jacket was but you didn't answer. I knew then that things had gotten worse at home but even through all that, you were still thoughtful enough to bring me chocolate pudding that night because I was making dinner for you. Over the years, I watched you grow into a beautiful young woman despite everything you had been through. You were always welcome in my home and I wish you had come to me for help. You always held a special place in my heart and I'm still so very proud of you honey. Keep up the openness and honesty. Through it all, you will find forgiveness.
Love you,
Lori
Bailie
ReplyDeleteThis is an incredibly courageous venture you are undertaking. You are, clearly, a brave and very strong woman. We love you and are proud to be your family. We hope this helps your mother realize how much her life is worth!
Love, Cousin Lori and family
Who would have thought a person could cry so much in one day!? Thank you all for being so optimistic and helpful with this blog. I'm extremely passionate and excited for its future (and mine)! I hope that I will be able to make people feel comfortable enough to share their own personal experiences with this disease. I also hope that it will help people...I did not expect such a great outcome after just one day. Everyone of you mean so much to me- when the blog progresses and I have more anonymous people those people will mean a lot to me also.
ReplyDeleteI like people...good, bad, short, fat, intelligent, illiterate whatever, and I welcome anyone/everyone to join in on this. Thank you again EVERYONE for being so amazing.
Thinking back to when you were a cute little girl, visiting me in NYC and checking out the Empire State Building, I never would have imagined that your life would have taken the turn that it did. I am so happy to know that you have taken control of your present and future and are helping others simultaneously. We are always here for you and look forward to your bright future.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Uncle Brian
Bailie, I must agree I don’t think I have cried like this in a while. Seeing all of this out in the open has brought out a lot of emotions. Brought me back to when we were all young and still living in Newtown together having sleep overs and planning our next mischievous outing.
ReplyDeleteI can think of many times in your situation when we (your friends) showed denial of the situation but a specific time that comes to mind is a time that you were at my house. I am not sure if your mom had come to pick you up or drop you off at my house but I remember her coming in to use the bathroom. After she left everything seemed normal until my mom came home and said she had found something and asked who had been in the house. Lying on the floor outside of the bathroom door was a hypodermic needle. I in no way would accept the fact that your mom had used this needle to administer heroin into her body. I made myself believe it was for some other reason that your mom had had it. Yet in the back of my mind I knew the truth. At the same time I was scared. Not only for you but for my own family. Robert was young at the time and I think about the danger that he could have been in if he had found the needle before my mom had.
Like you said addiction doesn’t make someone a bad person. A good person could just be making bad choices. I am proud of the way you have dealt with your past. I am also happy that you are able to continue a relationship with your mom now. Although I never had to deal with an addict the way you did, I did grow up with an alcoholic father. If there is one think I can say I’ve learned through both of our situations is not to give up. Although I am now married and live 2600 miles away from home in Alaska, my father and I have a better relationship now that I have moved away than we had ever had in the past. Sometimes it takes moving-on in your own life and letting the ones you love catch up with you, rather than you waiting around.
I love you Bay and cant wait to read more*
Love,
Kayte
Wow Bailie... this brings up a lot of crazy memories of my own experiences growing up. The hardest thing was knowing my father was hurting inside and I couldn't help him, only cocaine could ease his pain. I don’t know how you made it through writing your first blog. I just cried for 20 minutes writing that sentence. You are a remarkable woman Bailie and what you’re doing with this blog is truly inspiring. Love you.
ReplyDeleteBailie thank you so much for making it easier to talk about our experiences. Here is one of my stories:
ReplyDeleteWhen I was 16 I was dating a drug addict. Like you I was in denial and just thought that he liked to smoke pot sometimes and experiment with drugs a little bit. I didn't realize it was addiction. One major clue should have been the people he surrounded himself with. This particular experience is about the time I watched his best friend overdose on cocaine.
I had just brought some lunch over to my boyfriend (he didn't have a job and lived in a friend's basement). A few of his friends were in the room adjoining the one we were in. He and I were sitting on the couch talking and eating when a girl in the other room started screaming that *** was overdosing. We ran in to find my boyfriend's best friend convulsing on the bed, white saliva spilling out of his mouth. We also noticed that he was biting down on his tongue over and over again. My boyfriend tried to put something in his mouth to make him stop but it didn't work. To my astonishment almost everyone else in the room left because they were too scared of getting caught, and no one who stayed mentioned anything about calling 911. I started screaming that we had to get him to a hospital because he was only getting worse and finally I convinced them, but they also convinced me to drive him to the ambulance station in my car. We got *** in the car and after about 5 minutes he stopped convulsing and had no recollection of what just happened. Then he started to freak out, telling us that he was fine and demanding that we let him out of the car. He even started to cry because he was so scared that he would get arrested. Meanwhile he was saying all of his with a lisp and blood coming out of his mouth from biting his tongue so hard. We wouldn't let him convince us though he did try to jump out of my car at every stop sign. We waited in the hospital for hours for him to get out and drove him home when he did. He had bitten a hole straight through his tongue. Through his lisp and to my insistence he promised he would never do it again. The promise, of course, was never kept. He called me a week later asking if I would drive him to a pick up. I said no. I've seen his name in the paper from time to time, getting caught with heroin, going to jail.
I went to therapy for weeks after this, it was incredibly traumatizing. It's hard to be on the other side, watching someone hurt themselves and being helpless to stop it.
Hi I'm Lisa Bailie's mom.I am so proud of you and think this will help many people,mostly you.Sep.20th 1988 was the best day of my life,giving birth to a precious little girl.The 1st 13 years I stayed in abusive marriages but I always had you to keep a smile on my face.You were all i needed.I'll never forget the day your 5th grade teacher called me in to read an assignment about who is your hero.You chose me and explained the reason's why in such a mature way.What you wrote were things I longed to hear my Whole life.We had such a strong bond I never thought would be broken.Well now Bailie your my hero.I'm going to have to write back later I'm crying my eyes out and can't even see the letters to type.I am so sorry i hurt you so badly.There's not 1 day that goes by that I don't think of it.You deserved to be loved and taken care of.I really failed you as a daughter and a best friend and for that I am so deeply sorry.
ReplyDeleteI love you sooooooo much Bailie.If there's any questions from addicts,family members,friends,or anybody else please feel free to ask.I've now been sober 5 years and would love to help anybody in need.I also want to thank all of Bailie's friends,their parents and my family for all they have done for Bailie.
ReplyDeleteThis is an amazing blog Bailie. I don't have any previous experience with anything like this but i must say you are a very strong person. And a very forgiving person. Keep your head up :). Personally i would like to hear more...
ReplyDeleteHey Bailie,
ReplyDeleteIt's Hicks you asked me to share so here I go. All of this is true and I still live with these people today so if your are reading this please just know that I am not trying to offend anyone.
My father was a drug user since before I was ever born and continued to use well after. My mother is a "straight edge" woman, and has always been so. P.S. I love you mom. The earliest memories I have with my father are when he would babysit me and my sister while my mother was at work. He would leave of with some of his drug addict friends and go off to "cop" or buy his drugs and bring them back to the house where he would immediatly run to the bathroom with who ever was with him and shoot-up in the bathroom. That is if he made it home with out being arrested. One imparticular time he couldn't find a babysitter and took me and my sister along for the ride. I can't remember exactly how old we were but prob around 5-7 years old. We took off to Danbury in his baby blue Camaro and 15 to 20 minutes later ended up on some back street in front of some shitty little beat down houses where he proceeded to leave us in the car in the back seat and went inside to make a deal. About ten minutes later he walked out and hopped in the car. Almost instantly we were surrounded by Danbury PD, guns drawn and aimed at the car. i don't remember much afterwards except the police, my father and my mother sitting down and talking to us telling me to " give your father a hug, he is going to go away for a little bit". At the time I didn't even know where he was going, so I cried and hoped and wished he wouldn't leave but they walked out my door and out of my life for a few years.
Bailie, I saw the link to your blog from a friend's Facebook page. I have never met you and probably never will but I have tears in my eyes as I read every post on this page. I was married to an addict for 5 years. Finally I could not take lying to our kids to make sure they didn't know what was going on, I could not take lying to myself that I, Myself, could make this person stop using. We ended up divorcing after 7 years of dating and 5 years of marriage. We had 2 very small boys that were the world to me and they were what mattered, not me and not my husband. It has been 6 years since my husband and I divorced. I had to realize that there was nothing I could to do make him stop using. No matter how many times I asked if his drugs were more important than his wonderful children, how many times I asked him to stop, it wouldn't work. This was a decision that he had to make on his own. He would not/could not change because it was something I wanted him to do. He had to want it for himself. I can happily report that he finally came to his 'senses' and has been clean for 2 almost 3 years and we are trying to work on being a family again. It has been and always will be something that we will always battle as a family. Everyday I am thankful for what we have together. I can only imagine having to deal with such a serious issue when you were so young. I look forward to hearing more of your story and pray that your mother realizes what a special angel she has in you!
ReplyDeleteHey Bay , Just received this and read a little , WOW I remember the Great Day's on the Lake with all of you Whether the Boat was running or not You know you have always been like a Daughter and Love you even more for reaching out the way you do , As you were like one of my own I always said Be the Best you , you can be and that is all I expect . The crazy Day's of you girls sinking the Jet ski or paddleing down the river just to have me come and pick you all up . There were and are Great memories of all you kids growing up and being welcome on the lake and the little Cabin we had ,
ReplyDeleteLove you ,
Jeff McGrath SR
Dear Bailie,
ReplyDeleteYou came into our lives when you and Alexandra were in middle school and on the same cheer leading team. The girls learned team work from their excellent coaches and built friendships that will last a lifetime.
I got to know your Mom and could see how much she loved you, but also that things were not right with her and your home life. Your courage and resiliency got your through those years frightful times, along with the community of friends and families who took you under their wing until things became impossible.
Then your aunt and uncle became your guardians, took you into their home and lovingly guided you to get your life back on track.
Your strength of character carried you to this amazing place where you are back in college with a goal of becoming a social worker and helping others struggling with addiction. Keep up the good work, and keep writing!
You have demonstrated the ability to overcome enormous obstacles, and I know you will reach your goal and make your dreams come true. I am happy that Lisa has been clean and sober for five years and was moved to tears to read that she considers you her hero. You are my hero, too.
Love,
Nancy
Bay! I am so proud of you and I am so happy to see this. You are going to help so many people out there. I hate what happened to you but you have found a way to express yourself while helping others and that will go so much further. I love you and wish I could be with you right now! I am so happy you are doing this I can't even tell you.
ReplyDeleteI love you!!!!!
Love,
Lyla
Bailie,
ReplyDeleteThis is an amazingly powerful blog and I am so impressed and proud of you! I think it is just incredible how courageous you are to share such brutally honest experiences and feelings, not just with your friends and family, but also potentially with the whole world! Writing this blog has the potential to be such an influential vehicle for change, both for you and also for so many others who are struggling with similar experiences. I'm so excited for you to be thinking about a prospective social work career and think that you would awesome! The best social workers are those that have real life experiences to draw on and use to frame their professional style. I wish you the best of luck in everything and anything you do and if you need anything, including any social work info or advice, I’m available!
Love,
Jessica
Bailie,
ReplyDeleteWe am so proud of you! This blog is mature, thoughtful, and helpful. Congratulations! We remember when you first came to live in NJ. We knew immediately that you were a good person with tons of potential. You were kind, smart, mature, open minded, and optimistic. We are so happy that you have been able to overcome, move on, connect with your mom who, clearly, loves you deeply, and find a place for yourself. We love hearing updates from Alma and Brian and hope to see you again soon. Great job!
The Earl Family
Way to go, Bailie! As my Dad would say, over and over again, "No one gets out of this world alive". We all have our journeys and one of the greatest gifts is to be able to share parts of them with others, to connect with others, to help become "part family" with others. You're doing this with your blog and courageous heart. When I think of the millions of kids who suffer in their journeys toward adulthood (or not), I'm grateful for those who help reach out and help 'em with all they've got. Takes a village, eh? Keep at it, and know you're making a difference. Glad I got a piece of you in person in NJ-lucky me! Much love and gratitude for your gumption, jo
ReplyDeleteHi my precious daughter.I'm glad your getting such a good responce.Some of this is very hard to read but I really need to hear it.I can't believe after all I put you through you still asked me if it was ok for you to do this.Your really a one of a kind special daughter.I'll begin with stories of my addiction soon.I really need advice on all the guilt I have for what I put you through.I know I now have another child,but I will never have another Bailie.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your story! I personally believe that much of the problem with drugs and the way we handle people with drug problems is related to the enormous and failing drug war. I would encourage you as you continue your education and career to bring your perspective to the effort to create a more sane response to drugs within our society.
ReplyDeleteOnce upon a time I fractured my spine in an automobile accident and became horribly addicted to painkillers. I cured this addiction when I went to the Peruvian Amazon and worked with a shaman who utilized a psychoactive brew called Ayahuasca. There, they use this hallucinogenic mixture as a medicine, not a recreational drug. Although it may seem ironic using a drug to cure a drug addiction, it worked, and it held (7 years and counting). I offer that just as another perspective on drugs and drug addiction.
Bailie,
ReplyDeleteThis brought back alot of memories of when I was a child of not only about your mother, but also my mom. I am in tears right now because I always was in denial about my mom and never would of thought she could do this to me. She is my best friend and always will be, so how could I be mad at her. The truth is my mom was a herion addict along with other things she was addicted to and I am sure our moms did it together. I always was the one who forgave her and never really saw all the hurt and pain it brought to me. I am older now and my mom has been cleaned for a couple years, but it has not been an easy road for anyone in our family. I belive I will never forget the things she did to us, but I love her tooo much to not have her in my life. I could say alot more but it is hard for me to open up on this. If it werent for my amazing friend Laura or family I would have never be the person I am today. I could of went down that wrong path in life , but I choose not to because I know where it gets you and that alone. I love my life and I am gratful to be where I am today. Thank you Bailie for sharing this and letting me be apart of it. I love you!
Bailie:
ReplyDeleteI knew that you would someday, somehow, some way, turn your experience around to help yourself as well as others who are suffering from the affects of addiction and family dysfunction.
When I first met you, you had a “special something” that through your hard work, and some kicking and screaming and crying I might add, but you stuck with it and are continuing on your path. You have made many of us proud of your efforts and your resiliency to take the risks and start this blog. Lunches in my office will never be the same. I am happy with your choice of professions you will be a tremendous advocate to young people as well as adults who will read your work.
Thank you for contacting me, you are the reason school counselors keep going and trying to help students deal with the many factors that influence their education. Please always remember us; your picture is proudly displayed among the many on my wall. Keep up the good work. Mr. Evangelista
Bailie, I worked in law enforcement and corrections for about six years. Very seldom did a convicted drug dealer understand the consequences of him making some illegal dollars by selling drugs, he/she would say "victimless crime" that is they didn't have to buy. It was hard to bring them to the point to realize that the down-line consequences to the family, friends, employers, and yes, even strangers, that his "little sale" had made. Human consequences, like yours was not on his/her radar screen. Drug dealers are selfish and hedonistic who deserve those long jail sentences. Those sentences may not change their behavior nor have them gain a moral compass, but at least it takes then out of society for an extended length of time.
ReplyDeleteBailie, I wasn't sure about this project, but it is becoming so much more than I think either you or I envisioned. GOOD WORK
Bailey
ReplyDeleteI am a friend of your cousin Lois and knew you when you were a child and of course your entire family-mom, uncles aunts and grandparents. I was always sad when I had learned about your mom Lisa's relapsed although so happy to know today she is clean.
I too have been involved with addiction (not a parent) since I was in my 20's. I finally got involved with Nar-Anon family groups-(similar to Alanon) but it is a 12 step support group for families and friends of addicts.
I have been going to Nar-Anon since 1986 and my entire life has changed.Although I was not happy addiction came into my life I am thrilled that Naranon saved my life. I am also happy to say that both the addicts in my life are clean for several years and both attend NA meetings faithfully and I attend nar-anon meetings at least 2 times a week. I hope people affected by the disease of addiction will go to meetings to help themselves deal with the insanity that we face with our loved ones. More important there is HOPE. Addicts can get clean.
You are amazing! I don't need to say anymore. Except, I love you. L
ReplyDeletethis is great bay,
ReplyDeletetalking about it will definitely help.
you have a bunch of great friends and family that will help you through anything all u have to do is talk to them
p.s. lisa its good to hear your doin good keep it up