FAMILY AND ADDICTION
April 25th was a special day for me. It was my dad’s birthday, and there isn’t anyone in my life that were more instrumental in me turning my life around than my parents. I sent my dad a text that morning and then called him in the afternoon.
We see it every day, the difference between divisiveness vs. coming together for a common goal, what can be achieved when people work together vs. the other side of the coin, where people can’t see eye to eye and the only thing accomplished is a heated debate that goes in circles.
The holidays I remember as an addict are very different. There is no nostalgia when thinking about the tensions my addiction brought to Thanksgiving dinner, or the pain I saw in my parents’ eyes when I would see them for Christmas.
Addiction is no stranger to many families. More families than ever are having to learn first-hand what some of the nightmarish outcomes of drug use can be.