“Up until I was 14 years old I had a perfect relationship with my mother, I told her everything and she trusted and respected me. I did well in school and played on all the sports teams in junior high. Then one summer I was sitting on my girlfriend’s porch with a bunch of buddies and one of them passed me a joint. I took it and my life has gone downhill ever since. The first year of my drug use wasn’t bad. My mom didn’t suspect a thing, but I had a bunch of secrets eating away at me, and to numb that anxious emotion, I tried ecstasy. I was 15 and that was the year my mother lost her daughter. I did it almost everyday for two months straight, and everyday I would come home past curfew. Little did I know that my mom was upstairs crying every night that I came home late, crying because she was scared for my survival. When I decided to move out on my own, I had already upgraded to crack cocaine, and my drug use was out of control. I remember many nights I was thinking, I haven’t talked to my mom in weeks, but I was always to high to call her. Eventually I quit worrying about it and only talked to her once a month or so. Then, the worse the addition got, the less I went to see her, and I pretty much lost all contact with my family.”
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“This went on for years until finally last summer when I went down to see her and I was 100 pounds (normally 130). I couldn’t lie about my problem anymore. I left to go back home, and I figured I could just maintain a relationship with her over the phone, but we never had anything to talk about, so that never lasted more then 10 minutes a month. I lost my relationship with my mother over drugs about nine years ago. She didn’t trust me and I didn’t respect her. In January of 2009 she asked me to help myself and I am now 23 years old and in rehab, trying to get her trust back. I have been here for four months and I am just recently keeping in good contact with her. I miss her so much. To whoever thinks that drugs don’t affect anyone but yourself, you are so very wrong. It affects your family, friends, co-workers, and pretty well everyone that you surround yourself with. Don’t loose your relationship with your mother over drugs; it’s not worth it, not one little bit. As much as you think she doesn’t know or she doesn’t care, your wrong, it hurts her very much. Imagine yourself in her shoes, having to watch your own kid grow up in a life of lies and destruction. Doing drugs, breaking the law, and self-destructing. I know it would hurt me and that’s why I am getting help. Your mother will always love you, no matter what you’ve done. Its not to late to make a new start, I have, and let me tell you, its worth it. “
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Nick Hayes is a graduate of the Narconon drug rehab program in 2005. Nick takes much enjoyment in writing, and feels there needs to be more information about drugs and alcohol provided to the people of the world. He believes nobody should have to go through an addiction.