Why I Wrote This Book
Imagine being kidnapped and taken to the middle of the ocean on a stolen sailboat. Your abductor is picked up by accomplices on a yacht. He leaves you alone—you have never sailed—never even been on the water—there is a storm coming, and other sailors know your boat is stolen. They do not want to associate with you—they sail toward safety—and leave you out in the storm. You have nowhere to go—no one to ask—except the radio—and the person on the other side wants to charge you hundreds of thousands of dollars to help you out.
When you ask what you can do while you wait, the individual discusses jibs, genoas, reefing, halyards, and rode. You sit there stumped; you have no idea what the person is talking about. You’re floating in the ocean, watching a storm roll-up on you, and you’re wondering what the hell Jenny and reefer has to do with it.
You look behind you, and you can see the storm battering the horizon where the ocean and sky meet. It’s almost on you, and there is nothing you can do.
This was my situation in late February 2014. I found out that my son was a heroin addict. Without my consent, I was tossed into the chaos of addiction, with no preparation, no training, and no understanding. I quickly called for help, but before help came, the storm of overdose washed over my life. As I tried to survive, there were many things I had to learn. The learning didn’t come easy for me. The purpose of this book is to serve as a guide for those learning to deal with the addiction of a loved one.
There are many complex areas of learning that are necessary, and I could never describe all of them. For me, I had to learn the clinical nature of heroin addiction, the emotional trauma it would have on me and other family members, and the impact it would have on every relationship in our lives. In these pages, I attempt to introduce the clinical process, my emotional journey, and how my relationships have evolved.
Every journey is unique. Yours will be yours. My deepest wish is that with this book, you will find your way through the storm toward calm waters, fair winds, and sunny skies. May you be one with all.
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