Sunday, December 25, 2016

Crying at Christmas

In a season filled with joy and peace, lights and laughter, with family and friends all of us who fall victim to ourselves crouch in dungeons wishing it all to end. We try and portray to the world that we have not a care while inside our hearts grow colder and the season gets longer. We sit wallowing in our own self pity while guilt and shame feast heavily on our minds. Christmas is a feeding frenzy for the one decision we constantly make that allows our minds to feel freedom but our feelings to be numb. We stand trapped in the constant motion of the door that continues to revolve ever so rapidly. We ask ourselves why, why we can't stop,why we can't be "normal" , why we can't filter emotions like others,  why are we different, why do we choose the demon, and as some would say why do we always take the easiest road! As the season progresses the use progresses. As this day progresses we stand still, the highs finding themselves closer and closer together, the tears more frequent. We wander the street wishing the nightmare would cease and only having one answer, the remedy only our demon can provide. Alone, lost, helpless, hopeless, tired, scared, angry, hateful the emotion plays like a symphony at its grandest point in our minds. We find ourselves on our knees in our self made puddles begging for just a simple touch, a hug, the voice,,, of a loved one saying Merry Christmas. As memories from childhood Christmases play over and over in the theater of our minds we are interrupted with belligerent reminders of every wrong doing or mishap, Every failure every argument . On a day when the world is smiling, on a day when the world is joyful, on a day when the world rejoices for the birth of Jesus, we sit alone trapped and hopeless in the dark. Maybe if I drink a little more, maybe if I take a couple extra pills, maybe if I do a bigger line or take a bigger shot it will all be over. We ask ourselves over and over what's the point family doesn't care or love me, our kids have been a missing factor in the equation for so long, it'll be good for everyone. On the day when we should be celebrating the birth of a man who was born to die for me, on the day a man was born to ultimately take away every  wrong doing I've ever done I sit paralyzed with emotion. Today you feel helpless and alone because your loved ones have sheltered themselves from the one thing they can't trust or depend on. Yet today you were given the greatest gift in the history of time! The greatest gift ever given to man.

Today you sit thinking no one loves you, you didn't get any presents, you've been threatened of the cops if you come around, all you want is to see your kids, and be loved! You want to smile, to be joyous to be a part of what your life has missed out on for so long, Christmas. Today a man by the names of Jesus Christ was born for one sole purpose. That purpose was to be the sacrifice that would reconcile the broken hateful relationship between man and God. God has given us the greatest gift of all, his son Jesus to forgive us for our wrongs and hardships our sins , faults, and failures. You aren't alone he stands beside you, he stands in you, he stands behind you, and he stands before you asking you to follow him, to accept him as savior as friend! You are not loveless on this day you are not powerless on this day. Today you can start over, today you can prepare to take the demon down, not just to lock him away, but to execute him and bury his remains forever. Today you can start to become the dad or mom you were intended to be ! So I ask you,  before you take this last hit, before you light that pipe, take those extra pills, take that bigger line or slam that biggest shot, somebody loves, somebody was born to literally die for you! Put it down and allow God to love you. Allow God to rebuild and transform you. Don't let God's birth and painful death be in vain. You see Jesus came to LOVE you, to SAVE you. God gave us the gift of Jesus it's about time we give God a gift back. Today I ask you to make the hardest decision you've ever made,  I ask you to choose your family to choose your kids to choose God, I ask you to assassinate your demon once and for all, to die to self so you may be born again in Christ! Today I ask you to take off the old and put on the new, Make this Christmas about family by giving them what they are praying for over this Christmas dinner, that's for you to be sober and sitting with them next Christmas dinner! It's a long road and won't be easy in the least! But I guarantee the reward is plentiful and the support astounding! Today December 25th 2016 I killed my demon, will you?

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Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Another Victory



Its dark, its cold, its uncomfortable! Today I have left the corner where Ive been tucked in for weeks. My strength has subsided to the beast. After days of emotions running like wild fire through my mind with no shelf to put them on or a place they can be stored, I just want them to go away I just want them ignored. Day after day the beast growls and snarls swiping one claw and then another banging his head against the very bars that restrain him, he sings a fine fine tune. “Where is your God now? He asks, you have begged day in and day out you have fallen to your knees, crying out,? He will not help beings you’re here with me, I'm much better for you cant you see, not let me out and you will live gloriously.” My heart pounds and pounds I say your right I should’ve never locked you up, as my mind battles itself internally my feet move two steps closer and one step back. I reach for the key and the beast grabs a hold of me he holds me close squeezing me tighter and tighter he whispers in my ear, I am the light for you, I can make it all go away, I can make sure you never feel like this again. Worthless, selfless, and full of guilt, shame on you shame on you isn’t that how it feels.  I kick with what strength I actually have forgetting  the battle that has to be won. He kisses my cheek and says , Now there there give me the key so I can go up the stairs. He lets me go I fall straight to me knees, I haven’t slept in days and my stomachs in all knots he screams and snarls and swipes at my face, staring deep in his eyes, I see a light its called grace. The demon collapses and falls fast asleep, My God you have come no wait where’d you go. The room is still dark but there is light at the top of the stairs, I will get there I swear, I grab and claw my way to the bottom step being as quiet as I can so the beast doesn’t awaken . He tosses he turns he snarls and moans but he is still not awake . I hear a voice of a child calling, coach, coach Sean…. I open my mouth to call out,but nothing.  coach we need you, come on….. it goes quiet and I realize that if not for my own worth then for them. I can carry guilt and shame  all I want by  myself, I can carry the loads that I choose to carry around, its not healthy , but I can do it. But to carry those loads and allow them to affect other peoples lives isn’t fair/ It isn’t fair for someone else to have to deal with the consequences of my own actions. I chose to carry that stuff not them. If I cant be the best me for them, then who am I really. The kids don’t need the weight and you know what neither do I! So as I carefully and quietly crawl up the stairs my voice gets louder  and  so does theirs! I remember I said leave the baggage where it sits don’t pick it up cause it gets heavy too quick. As for my God, he is there I know for a fact, I wouldn’t be getting out of this room all in tact. So ill continue to pray down on my knees 
'GOD DO WITH ME, DO WITH ME AS YOU PLEASE!"



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Wednesday, April 20, 2016

No More Silence!

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No More Silence. Speak the Truth. Start the Conversation.

My heart continues to break daily for my son and people like him that struggle with addiction. For all the emails, texts, facebook messages and personal phone calls and all the stories I've heard in the last month from many of you and your struggles, I am deeply humbled that you have reached out to me. I thank each of you for your prayers and for the inspiration to continue telling my story in hopes that maybe I can impact one more person in their addiction journey.

Scenes from those days of innocence often flash through my head – when as a kid my son went from one house to another, rode his bike to the playground or to the store- images of boyhood youth. Drugs stole him. My heart breaks for his children, and his sister who grew up worshiping her big brother, and all the family and friends whose lives he's touched with his bigger than life personality and laughter. Addiction has also stolen years of our family’s time with him. I know how Addiction takes over a home, because Addiction has been an unwelcome member of our family for the last seventeen years.

Addiction is stealthy. It hides in basements and bathrooms and bedrooms. It steals children and imprisons families under a cloak of silence. The addicts themselves are embarrassed and guilty and are afraid to ask for help. Parents feel inadequate, trying to figure out where they went wrong, what could they have done better. What does that say about me? I'm a mother and we are taught to keep our children safe! Guilt, silence, embarrassment – these are Addiction’s wingmen, giving it the wind needed to kill our kids, gaining strength in whispers at book clubs and coffee shops, ‘he’s an addict you know’.

 


 It’s time to Stop the Silence. It’s time to Speak the Truth. My son is a drug addict. I want to wear a t-shirt, a hat, a pin, something. I want a suffering family member or addict to see me in the grocery store and be able to walk up and say ‘me too’. I want families to not feel isolated and alone in this hell that is Addiction. It is everywhere, and we are hiding it because we feel guilty and ashamed. I have seen in people’s eyes in the past that they knew my son was an addict. But they also didn’t know if I knew, and I wasn’t shouting it from the rooftops. So the elephant was with me everywhere I went. We lived in a small town. I was sure everyone knew. I was sure my son’s name was whispered when I wasn’t there. Yet I stayed silent. Until one day, GOD whispered to me, QUIT HIDING. Open your mouth, your mind and your heart. Get smart, Find out everything you can about the drug, Tell, Ask for help, Minister to others thru your journey and so I DID.

In that small town, where everyone knew everybody, I started talking openly and I've never stopped. My son was in recovery. He had been clean and sober for 30 months. It’s a miracle he’s alive and over the years That miracle cost me a small fortune. True recovery is not cheap and it is not easy. It is not five days of detox, have a nice day. It is not a thirty day stint in rehab, have a nice life. It is a slow, slogging, exhausting crawl out of the muddy nasty pit Addiction digs under you.  None of this was easy for him. He dug deep and worked hard. He would not have been able to do this without the support he had along the way. He recognized that he would need that support for a very long time if not forever. He was beginning to see light and a future, but it certainly didn’t happen during his first thirty days – or even the next ninety. Time is the key. A huge percentage of addicts don’t have anyone (or have burned out the people they used to have) with the resources to get them the help they need.Image result for no more silence + addiction

Whatever the trigger, addiction is at our feet again. The roller coaster has begun again . For 30 months, I got a glimpse of my son back....It's increasingly harder to let go again, so I do the only thing I can, PRAY!

How are we to deal with this epidemic if we as a society leave these addicts out there to die? We all pay the price of this epidemic. Banks, gas stations, convenience stores are being robbed at gunpoint. Home invasions, car break-ins, shoplifting, and credit card fraud are all ways addicts are feeding their habit. For the families of addicts, we get to go looking for stolen possessions – sister’s jewelry, brother’s amp- at pawn shops, or we reach to pay for something only to find our money is gone. Let’s not forget the children of addicts. They pay the highest price.

The news tells us to worry about terrorists and gangs and whatever else they think will increase their ratings. I understand that these threats are real, but our society is quietly rotting in basements and bedrooms across America. Opiates and methamphetamines are destroying this country from within, stealing the next generation right out from under our noses. Kids who should be going to proms and football games are stealing from their parents, dropping out of school, and starting on a path that ends with jail or death. They are our future, and we need to start fighting for them.

The front line of this fight is to Stop the Silence. Scream the Truth. Let people know that Addiction is in their own towns. It walks the halls of their schools and sits beside them in their workplace. It is teaching their children, driving their buses, policing their streets, and killing their neighborhood kids.

If we stop the silence, people will start fighting this battle together instead of feeling ineffective, isolated and alone. If we speak the truth, society will begin to recognize the crisis we are all facing as this epidemic of Addiction stops hiding behind walls of silence and is driven into the light. If we start the conversation, we as a society can put our efforts toward a solution.Image result for no more silence + addiction

Share your story. Let people know how Addiction has touched your life. It has probably touched their lives as well. Help save our children. I'll share first -My son is an addict.
Stop the Silence. Speak the Truth. Start the Conversation. PRAY!


By Addict's Mom - Junann Smith

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You stole my child!





You almost wake up and get this haunting feeling, this horrible feeling that my God, I just wish I wouldn't wake up today! Not that I would ever take my life but you're just so scared. Petrified, really, but not for myself. For YOUR child! It's like having someone punch you in the stomach. ... You're never the same from the second you find out.


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I got asked several times yesterday, How does the mother of an addict cope? How does she juggle the challenge between supporting a loved one and not enabling their habit? And how does she deal with the stigma of having a child who is an addict?
Let me make this perfectly clear, that being the mother of an addict is an incredibly lonely and isolating place, and that often the only people who understand what I'm going through are other mothers who are going through it themselves.

The fear of getting the call, that's the worst! The call that says, Your son's dead! When you really start to understand that it is a disease ... you can start looking at your child in a different way, loving them for who they are and hating the disease. Sadly, the stigma of having a child with addiction is all too real and incredibly painful. Announce to your community your child has a disease like cancer and people will jump to help. Not so when you tell them your child is an addict.






"There are no little girls selling cookies for addiction. Nobody has bumper stickers on their car. IT'S AN intense struggle between supporting YOUR addicted child and not enabling their destructive habit AND IT'S the hardest thing in the entire world! IT TOOK AWHILE FOR IT TO SINK IN that I was last person in the world who could ever help my son!

As far as enabling, I think you need to lay it on the table for them. This is what you can do. Here are your options but I'm not going to sit here and let you take advantage of me and lie to me. Eventually I realized the longer I enabled my son, the longer he wasn't going to face the consequences. It took the line in the sand, telling him I love him and if he was ever ready to get the help and really wanted it that I'm here for him! But the enabling isn't just about the addicts. Parents need to realize they are enabling themselves and are risking losing everything by thinking they can save their children.

There are moms losing their lives to save their children. ... They're spending their whole paycheck trying to take care of their child. They're not taking care of themselves. That's just a ripple effect. I have gone through the range of emotions that most mothers of addicts experience: the guilt followed by the intense sadness and then the anger. It's just a very, very sad and a very lonely place!

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Then the day came when "I said, you know, God, if my son is going to be living this life and be destroyed by this, I'm going to tell every mother and help every mother I can think of. I'm not going to keep it a secret. I know what I am and I know who I am and I know there have to be a million mothers just like me who are addicts' moms". I understand the parent's pain and for me if I can help one parent ease that pain, then I've done something. It definitely was a life-changing experience to start talking about it and getting educated about "the drug".

There's lots of treatment out there if your rich and can afford it. If not, it's called jail! We are seeing an alarming rate of death in our society. We have to break the stigma. It's a disease! Addicts are not bad people. We have to get the word out. Raising awareness and helping other mothers helps me stay focused.
                                                                           

Thank you, all of you for continuing to walk beside me and the outpouring of love and support! Every text message, phone call and comment has truly touched my heart! For your continued prayers and blessings, on behalf of my family, thank you and love you all!



By Addict's Mom - Junann Smith

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Thursday, March 24, 2016

The "DRY" Addict

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Dry Addict


A reminder to all of us - Once an alcoholic, always an alcoholic.  Once an addict, always an addict!  Just because you are not using, it doesn't mean you are no longer an addict!

Ever heard of a dry drunk or a dry addict?  It's a slang expression which describes a  person who no longer drinks or drugs but is still behaving in a dysfunctional way. It can be someone who has given up drinking and drugging and not made any internal or emotional changes, they stay the same but the substance is gone. Or in the second case, it can be someone who once was abstinent and on a progressive path of recovery, but has slowly returned to chaotic and unrealistic thinking, which may be leading back toward relapse.

 The Dry addict is easily distracted from productive tasks. I visualize this as having the vivid color go out of recovery. Nothing excites you anymore. The initial euphoria when the colors were brighter, the sounds were clearer, and the smells were more fragrant, has dulled into listlessness and a ‘so what’ attitude and perception. We can start to wonder about the whole point of becoming sober and staying that way. This is the time YOU need to start a gratitude list.

Being active in your addiction, sets up many trains of thought, attitudes, feelings, and actions that are destructive. Simply removing the drugs without changing these underlying factors will produce a ‘dry addict personality’.  It is important to recognize a reversion back to their old ways of thinking and acting, or lack of progress in moving forward in recovery. The dry addict now things he can drink and is in the beginnings of relapse. The AA Big Book describes this condition as being “restless, irritable, and discontented”. I learned many years ago thru recovery as the mother of an addict,  that this set of attitudes can apply to anyone who is chemically dependent.

A way of looking at the dry addict is that it generates two distinct dangers to their recovery:  Dangerous and mental attitudes that exist or can develop in a person who has not worked on “underlying issues”, or moved forward growing in recovery.
If left unchecked or unresolved, These can result in certain sobriety threatening actions or behaviors ie drinking, partying and surrounding themselves with people who do!

The addict believes he is Superior and doesn't need recovery which results in the return to a self-centered person, ‘the world revolves around’ me attitude. Chemically dependent people are self centered in the extreme. The problem is that with grandiosity they are setting themselves up to be the center of attention, either superior to everyone around them, or by playing the victim. Either way, they're separating themselves and putting distance between themselvs and from the people and world around them.  They're really saying I am not like you; the implication is that I am unique and rules don’t apply to me.  In the 12 step programs they call this believing that I am ‘terminally unique’. It does not have to necessarily mean that they believe they are the best; it can also be seeking attention through playing the victim or sitting on the pity pot (the woah is me factor).


Possibly one of the most common attitudes or observable behaviors of people with addiction problems I experienced was poor impulse control and impatience. Addicts tend to do what they want, when they want, with little regard for self harm or hurting others around them. Impulsivity can be linked with grandiosity to engage in behaviors designed to make them the center of attention. Another common feature of impulsivity and lack of patience has to do with time frames. They want and expect things to happen within their own time frame. Unfortunately, the time frame they impose on themselves and others is often quite unrealistic. They expect instant gratification in all areas of their lives. Let’s face it drugs and alcohol work almost instantly. They have conditioned themselves, to expect immediate rewards. Unfortunately things don’t happen that way. I heard the phrase “time takes time” so often in early recovery as the addicts mom,  that honestly I wanted to punch somebody in the nose. (No resentments there!). I couldn't understand that way of thinking because my son was raised my a mom who worked hard for everything she had! He was raised in "family", community, and the ideal that you reap what you sow so where did this selfish, instant gratification, entitlement attitude come from!

Being judgmental is a very destructive attitude for people in recovery. When we judge a person as being better than or less than, we are setting up a situation where we inflate our egos feeling better than other people. On the other hand, if we judge ourselves to be on the short end of the comparison, we can feel bitter and generate low self-esteem. Being judgmental is a low self-esteem generator. There is another aspect of being judgmental they can be very defeatist in nature. That is the fact that if we are busy judging other people,  we are not paying attention to ourselves. That my friends, is the easy way out!  Judge everybody else, so we don't have to look in the mirror at our own behaviors! Its an excuse an addict uses to justify what they are doing!

I've heard it - "Well, you drink", Well, you just bought a new TV", Well, you stayed out late", "Well, you just took a vacation", "Well you did it for my sister", and the list goes on!  And Well, your right and because he is being judgemental to justify his behavior, I want to scream at the top of my LUNGS "YOU flippin just don't get it!" Don't get me wrong, I'm not perfect!  But I have worked hard all my life, since I was 16 years old and I still do!  If I want to have a drink, I'm going to have a drink!  I don't have a drinking problem!  If I want to spend money, I work hard and I can!  If I want to go out for an evening with friends, I'm responsible.  If I go on vacation, I've earned it and pay my bills. If I did it for your sister or your brother,Image result for recovery rest assured I did it for my addict son 10 times over to bail him out, or give money for this and that or he just took it from me.  Because he has nothing to show for all the money he got over the years, is not my problem and he never paid it back, my other adult kids did and yes the list goes on and on and why I don't owe him any explanation, the judgemental addict always has a way of making the mom feel guilty and that I don't do enough!  And why, because you are the DRY ADDICT and just like when he was in the throes of addiction, They need everyone else to blame!

In life, when I found myself being judgmental, I used what I called my centering thought: I am always in the middle. There are people richer than me and poorer than me. There are people smarter than me, and not so smart as me. There are people with junkier cars than mine, and there are people with nicer cars than mine. so, knowing that, I’m always in the middle. What’s the point comparing?

Complacency – is not only an attitude of someone who is Dry drunk, but it is a red flag, warning whistle, fireworks shooting, warning sign of someone who is well into the relapse process. An important facet of being in active recovery is just that, being active, and moving forward. It is not how fast you are going but rather the direction in which you are headed. If you become lazy or disinterested and stop being proactive about your recovery, the natural tendency is to fall back into addictive behaviors. Your re-engagement in them is just a short step away.

Once you are lured into any of these attitudes, they start to affect how you think. Once your thinking is affected and you start to buy into self-centered thoughts, chances are you’ll engage in the actions stemming from these self-centered thoughts. My son needs to look at sobriety and recovery as being always on the move. He is either moving toward a drink and drug, or away from a drug and drink. The key is that left alone, and not moving forward in recovery, he is actually sliding toward using. It’s like parking a car on a hill, sooner or later the brakes will give out before that hill flattens out.


Possibly one of the most futile of all emotions is worry and anxiety because you’re focusing on what may or may not happen in the future. No one can see into the future. Being in a state of high stress or anxiety can consume all of your mental energy. I really don’t think it’s possible to be happy, serene and peaceful while being in a state of high stress and anxiety.

Dry drunk thinking is dangerous! You will become restless and irritable and discontent. Little things start to annoy you. We start to look for differences in those around you, yet you are the one who is changing, which causes separation. If you remember, this is actually the first stage in the relapse process. It is also is the trickiest because YOU cannot see it coming. If you do not have a support system of people around you who you freely gave permission to offer you feedback, You will be in a world of trouble.


If we become unable to see the progress we’re making in recovery, or we start taking it for granted, is very easy for sobriety too lose its priority. It is my firm  belief that for those in long-term recovery, complacency is the biggest demon they must fight. On the flip side, I believe the most viable asset one can have in recovery is persistence to stay in RECOVERY.  When things get rolling along and life seems to be working well, the temptation is to lose focus on maintaining YOUR recovery. Need an example?  (many people stop taking their medicine because they’re feeling better, and then wonder why they get sick again.)

Our emotions and feelings get listless and dull and we start overreacting.  Either we become emotionally dull or dead or we go hyper or ballistic. The key point here it is that our reactions are out of proportion to the event that caused them. Perhaps, an occurrence that happens every day suddenly sends us into a rage. This can enter the realm of misplaced or misdirected anger or other emotional venting. At this point it is a very good idea to seek some emotional support, sit down and have a good cry. Let’s face it, in recovery and in life there are highs and lows, ups and downs. Maybe these are starting to feel a little more dramatic because they are not using drugs, but seeking another drug like alcohol to anesthetize ourselves is a recipe for disaster. Why flirt with replacing one addiction for another! This may sound corny but we do learn more from our mistakes that are successes. Pain can be a great motivator.

 I wonder sometimes if complacency is not rooted in laziness, but rather than fear. Is he afraid of success? Is he afraid of failure? Is he just sitting around waiting for things to work out the way he wants them to without putting the effort into it? Does he keep asking “when do the good things start happening? Is this all here is?” If negativity sets in, it is real important to look what going on beneath the surface. Is it anger and resentments; is some person, place or thing not working out the way you expect it? Is excessive anxiety and worry setting in?

Euphoric recall is a real fancy way of saying we only remember the good times. They remember how much fun they had when they're using, how much more social they were, how clever, witty, and handsome or beautiful.  It really is a journey into the fantasy land of the past.  At the same time they're engaging in this selective recall of only the good times, another mind game is actually being played. They're consciously or unconsciously choosing not to remember all the pain and misery. They tend to ‘forget’ things like making a fool of themselves at a party, throwing up all over the place, waking up in strange beds,(or other places), and not having memory of the night before. They forget being homeless, helpless, and on the run.  They forget the lack of support from family and friends where they burned every bridge.  They forget the demon who stole their life!
To the addict why not try simply to sit down with a piece of paper and make two columns: one for the good things that happened to YOU when you were using and the second to list the bad things that happened to YOU when you were using. Make a list. Look at it. Endgame.

You've lose interest in self-improvement. There’s a fine line between becoming peaceful and serene and, and becoming complacent and lazy. What happened to all those plans for a ‘new you’? Instead of doing more walking the walk They're doing a lot more talking the talk. The ‘action’ part of the program seems to have deserted them. They have lost the momentum driving them forward in their recovery.  Their content to sit back on their butts, letting other people do the work and simply sit back and receive praise for how well we’re doing.  This is where it is very important to have a sense of reality, and a purpose and some goals and life.

Many people have an idea that just becoming abstinent will solve all problems. Don’t get me wrong, stopping the use of drugs and alcohol can only improve things. However, there is a good chance that there is a lot of wreckage in the past that will take time to get cleaned up and resolved. This starts to move into the realm of having unrealistic expectations and time frames. The addict want things to happen quickly. But, without action and continual self-improvement, not much will change. Without Continued Recovery, not much will change ie. the dry addict!

Addicts start acting on their old defense mechanisms.  They are not only thinking in terms of old attitudes and thought processes, now they're starting to act on them. The walls, supports, and the barriers that they erected to support their drinking and drugging are starting to be acted on again. Things like minimizing the drinking, rationalizing, and denial start to become real again. They start acting like they're bulletproof, and infallible and that all that’ recovery stuff’ is for other people, and they fool themselves into thinking they're  doing quite well without it.I wonder sometimes if complacency is not rooted in laziness, but rather than fear. Is he afraid of success? Is he afraid of failure? Is he just sitting around waiting for things to work out the way he wants them to without putting the effort into it? Does he keep asking “when do the good things start happening? Is this all here is?” If negativity sets in, it is real important to look what going on beneath the surface. Is it anger and resentments; is some person, place or thing not working out the way you expect it? Is excessive anxiety and worry setting in?


Looking back at the list of attitudes I see, thought distortions and actions or behaviors they can generate, it is easy to see how the dry addict is simply nothing more then reverting back to the way it was when they were active in our use. As mom's of addicts, if you are starting to notice some of the attitudes discussed creeping back into your life, it is time to start paying attention to the possibility of relapse and start to once again prepare for your recovery remembering this is YOUR ADDICT'S CHOICE!  Turning their life in sobriety and recovery around, is their choice and it is a continued life of recovery they have to choose to lead!   The ‘dry drunk syndrome’ is a bright red flashing warning sign for relapse.  



Yesterday for the first time in a long time, I as a mom of the addict went back to recovery.  I need the community strength to fight for myself and my family as we are lead down this path again!  I love my son and I have tried to give him a fresh start.  He has the ability to save people and touch their lives.  He was on such a strong path of building a new life,  But the hopes, the plans, the dreams and his GOD and family, have all taken a back seat to new found people who lead him into nothingness!  They care about their next party and nothing about Who He wants to be!  Again the old saying rings true - You are who you hang with!  Again, it's his choice and in the early months I started to see this thriving young man emerging.  Granted he has alot to learn after 17 years of addiction, about life and people in general!  Today, I still remain hopeful, but I'm not stupid and this isn't my first rodeo!  I recognize the behavior, the lies, and the excuses!  I never thought I would be in this place again, but I AM, and TODAY, I know I can only pray for him, he has to do the rest!  As for me the mother of an addict, I can surround myself in the recovery community to stay healthy, strong and honest about his addiction! And today, like I have for the last 17 years, I bow my head in prayer for the boy, the man, MY SON, whom I love with everything that I am!



                                            By Addict's Mom - Junann Smith
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