Yesterday, I yelled at my 19 year old son. He is a drug addict. He is an alcoholic. He is a liar and he is a thief. But he is still my son and I love him.
I had to yell. He had to know how frustrated I am. How beyond hope I am. How close I am ready to giving up. Five years of rehabs, and this past year he has been kicked out of one apartment after another. And now most recently kicked out of his girlfriend's house, too. I have paid for motel rooms for the past few weeks. He doesn't seem to have hit bottom yet. What will it take?
I told him, if he wasn't working he would have to do volunteer work until he found a job. He would work just like everyone else 8:30-4:30 every day Monday through ...read more