Have some experience with this myself. Not heroin, but opiates… same dragon, different species. Loving an addict is both confusing and terrifying, and then just exhausting and infuriating. Been sober for decades and when I see a young person playing with the dragon, I have this powerful urge to try and talk some sense into them, but that’s as successful as talking to a wall. I had a very close friend, educated, successful and a family man who had a secret heroin “chipping” habit. Got addicted to painkillers after a skiing accident with compound fractures in his right leg and arm that created nerve damage. None of us knew what was going on, and he was wealthy enough and successful enough to hide it for quite a while. It ended up destroying him though; lost his job, his family and a good chunk of his savings and trust. We thought he was recovering after 6 months in rehab, but he relapsed one night and since he’d been clean for months he misjudged the dose. Died in a nice hotel one day before his ex-wife had agreed to see him and talk. I still miss him and think that by the grace of god, there go I. I’m so glad you were able to exorcise your demons and find peace in this world and didn’t follow David down the rabbit hole.
Michael Driston
Have some experience with this myself. Not heroin, but opiates… same dragon, different species. Loving an addict is both confusing and terrifying, and then just exhausting and infuriating. Been sober for decades and when I see a young person playing with the dragon, I have this powerful urge to try and talk some sense into them, but that’s as successful as talking to a wall. I had a very close friend, educated, successful and a family man who had a secret heroin “chipping” habit. Got addicted to painkillers after a skiing accident with compound fractures in his right leg and arm that created nerve damage. None of us knew what was going on, and he was wealthy enough and successful enough to hide it for quite a while. It ended up destroying him though; lost his job, his family and a good chunk of his savings and trust. We thought he was recovering after 6 months in rehab, but he relapsed one night and since he’d been clean for months he misjudged the dose. Died in a nice hotel one day before his ex-wife had agreed to see him and talk. I still miss him and think that by the grace of god, there go I. I’m so glad you were able to exorcise your demons and find peace in this world and didn’t follow David down the rabbit hole.