My oldest daughter – honor roll student, strong willed, beautiful – started skipping school, sneaking out, being disrespectful.
I was going through a divorce at the time, so I internalized everything she did. I tried to get her Dad involved, but he just made things worse.
How do you argue with test results?
I tried following her, stalking her, loving her, we went to counseling, then she went to jail for shop lifting.
She moved out on her 18th birthday to live with a cool mom. She seriously acted like she hated me.
I joke now that she almost turned me into a homeless woman pushing a cart full of cats.
After she moved out, I wouldn’t hear from her for days and weeks. She eventually would call me, begging for money to eat. She would stand at gas stations asking for change.
I went 4 months without seeing her. Keep in mind, I saw my counselor weekly to cope.
Finally, she called me and asked me to meet her at the emergency room. She was having seizures.
I did not even recognize my own child. This was horrifying, even her body language had changed.
I freaked out. I cussed out her boyfriend for contributing to her habit. She told the doctors everything in front of me. She was so scared.
For the next three days, I laid in that hospital bed and held my child, waiting for test results to find out if the damage was permanent and listening to horror stories of what she had been thru to support her habit.
She was in more legal trouble and had warrants out.
She agreed to go to rehab.
She went from the hospital… to jail for 30 days… to an outpatient rehab… and has now been clean and sober for 15 months.
I have no doubt God was answering my prayers, but I carry scars as she does from the effects of this horrible substance.
If I can be of help to anyone in the midst of this battle I would be glad to.