Thank you Avery and Sally for speaking at my home al anon meeting tonight. I too am a mother and daughter duo..with my daughter in her 2nd round of treatment herself.
As my daughter is seeking the help she needs, it has been a frustrating journey with all the hoops you have to jump through to get yourself into treatment!
My daughters first impatient treatment lasted just 12 days before my insurance deemed her “well” The spiral that followed was as bad as anything I had ever see her go through.
One year after her first treatment, she is back in the same center…she arranged it all on her own. I think her reason for getting back in initially was…she had no home,car,job,and her boyfriend had to go back to treatment or go to jail. She was scared to be alone.
Again she is being discharged after only 17 days!!!! She will be going to a sober house and has told me she is grateful for the opportunity to try and surround herself with people that want to get on with their lives.
The termoil that our whole family has endured has been horrific…overdose, paranoia,stealing,legal problems and medical bills that overwhelm us….
I pray often for the holy spirit to wrap her in the warm coat you talked about Avery..
I am so fortunate and blessed to have al-anon in my life.
Thank you again Avery and Sally for giving me hope.
Dear Avery and Sally-
Thank you, for being courageous in sharing your story of struggle and recovery. Mother/daughter stories are especially close to my heart. Those of us who have walked in the deep shadow of parenting a child with addiction appreciate a place to read about others who have been through hell and back, and share in the joy of a child’s recovery. While not all who visit, your pages may have turned the corner yet. The words have hope, truth and honesty.
People have asked me, if I am happy to have my daughter back. Truth is, the woman who came back was a version of my daughter I never knew. She is interested, interesting, daring, funny, curious, kind, and full of life. All these things were hidden in a bottle. I never knew if she would come back, around every corner there was hope, almost always followed by disappointment. Then it happened. She chose freedom. She chose life. She chose to send the message to others. She decided there was more for her. I could never bring her to the shore (not to say I didn’t go down trying!), she had to swim there herself.
Wishing for people to find the Hope and Joy store. A place for a frightened parent to find resources and solace in knowing they are not alone. A place for daughters and sons to express their fears, stories and recovery. A place to find Hope and Joy on the shelves.
Thanks for inviting us to the conversation. I hid my husband’s addiction at his request, which meant I suffered by stuffing, by not discussing the events, the pain, the fears, the options; dealt with it on my own. It was very difficult. When we went to a physician for medical help, the doc at one point turned attention to me and asked how my husband’s addiction was affecting me. No one (meaning my husband nor myself) had ever asked me that, and I got to answer that in front of my husband. It was such a relief, although pain-filled, to say out loud how his addiction had been affecting me. Sally and Avery, THANK YOU for this forum and for your openness and acceptance of everyone who joins this conversation.
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