Addiction and My Son

  • Living in denial

    I feel a bit stupid about this. I feel stupid because it’s taken me so long to figure it out. For years I’ve been trying to understand why my son felt ‘lost’ to me. He lived at home until August 2025 and I saw him everyday but he wasn’t really here. He would be right…

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  • One is the loneliest number.

    I haven’t written anything for a long time. Since June 2025, when the Police called, I’ve been fighting to put my head back on my shoulders. The chickens came home to roost for my son, almost. He’s living away from home now and studying at college. After almost a year away from weed and cocaine,…

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  • Addiction, despair and starting a Blog

    It’s the morning of New Year’s Eve 2024. I have been thinking about writing a blog for many months now as despair, anger and sadness have taken hold. The truth is, I have nowhere to turn with the overwhelming emotions I am feeling each and every day. I am exhausted and, although I have close…

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