My son has a heart of gold. He will give the shirt off his back. He’s sweet, funny and all around a good guy. Spice took over his life. He wasn’t my happy, beautiful, funny, lovable son anymore. He got into some trouble and ended up doing weekends in jail. That was the start of the withdrawals. He’s in pain, he can’t eat, sleep and he is sooo depressed I’m scared. I wish I can take away the pain. He says he never wants to smoke the sh*t again. I believe him because he is going through hell. I love him more than most can ever imagine. I want my son back.