Drug Addiction Stories & Info

Hey,

I just wanted to write a brief note on the importance of being an honest son that does not lie to their parents.

Growing up I was always very honest with my parents and had absolutely no reason to lie to them at all.  However this all changed when I started using drugs.  I began becoming quite manipulative and deceitful thinking in my own clouded mind that I could fool them with lie after lie almost thinking that I must have been outsmarting them but in reality I was only fooling myself.

As my using escalated so did level of dishonesty to the point where I was no longer trusted whatsoever.  I began to feel like an outsider, an outcast thinking that I could count on my friends more than them.  How wrong I was.  When trouble would arise and you would think that your ‘friends’ would come running to your side all of a sudden, you could look to left then the right and no one was there, no one for you to count on.  So what’s the next logical step….go to your parents.  The problem there is that you’ve lied to them so much that they question whether or not you are being truthful because you’ve hurt them so many times.  However, at the end of the day, they will always be there for you,  so to grant them your honesty really isn’t asking for all that much, don’t you think.  You owe it to them.

My father once said to me when I used to get into trouble,

You use the term ‘friends’ too loosely.  You should consider yourself extremely lucky if you could count your ‘friends’ on one hand.  One day you will understand what I mean.  Just remember this, your mother and I are the best friends that you’ve got and don’t you forget it.”

Now, with a clear and unclouded mind, the only thing I can now say is, Dad………..I understand.

Sincerely,

JD

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When I was four years old, my mother and father ended their relationship, I was in a terrible condition of confusion.

It is my hope to all of you who find themselves in this state of existence, to find the help that is needed to bring you out of it. If unhandled, you may find yourselves spiralling downwards in life, and never have the opportunity to properly handle that condition – and bring happiness to your life as I have.

Christopher L.

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I was ten years old and I took some money from my mother’s purse and bought pizza and pop. I haven’t told her about it and I have been living with this for all these years. Firstly, I should not have taken this action and now I must make up for it. If I did not do this I would not have to make this up to her. Stealing is not the way to go.

J.R. Martin