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Monster Mom

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Monster Mom

This is my story about living with a mother who was an addict. The picture is a before and after shot of her. The reason I use the past tense is because when I was 18, and my sister was 14, she died due to her addictions. She was an alcoholic and addictied to heroin and crack cocaine. When she got pregnant with me in 1991, she was an alcoholic and only used drugs at parties; which happened every weekend. Once she discovered she was pregnant with me she stopped using drugs, but still drank. Fortunatly there where no birth defects. Once she had me she suffered from PPD, and drugs became her full time job. In 1995 she had my sister. During her pregnancy with my sister she did use drugs, and my sister had been born with congestive heart failure. She has had three open heart surgeries, but now lives a healthy life. My mom put her addictions before everyone and everything else. Here is her story:

This story involves a beautiful young lady. She was bright, bubbly, and beautiful. She had friends, a caring family, and a promising future. She, like most, one day decide to play around with drugs. Little did she know she had just found a drug that would end up playing with her. It wasn't so bad at first. Just using it on the weekends, smoking it with a group of friends. Then It became constant. She couldn't get enough. She pushed away everyone. The drug was better than friends after all right? She lost her job, she decided not to finish her schooling to become a cosmetologist. Her best friends and close family stayed by her side and begged her to seek help. She was so absorbed with the drug to her it either wasn't that bad, or it didn't matter, it was her life, why should anyone care? Once just smoking the drug was no longer good enough, she went for the needle and truly lost everything. Her friends, family, and that promising future she once had. She lost the bubbly personality due to the shame of needing the needle, of needing the drug at all. The drug had destroyed her beauty as well. It literally destroyed her life, and all of those lives closest to her. The drug made her too selfish to see how much she was hurting those who should have mattered most. She died with her addiction. She died in her young 40s, and yet looked like she was in her late 80s. Her hair had fallen out, her eyes turned yellow, her skin shrunken and orange. So bad, that she was cremated and an open casket not even considered. Her family couldn't even recognize her. The brain was destroyed. She could no longer talk, and what little she did say didn't make sense. She couldn't even recognize those that loved her and cared for her. She couldn't even recognize her family. In so much agony for her last few weeks and yet couldn't speak or anything to make it better. She didn't even have her best friend the drug to help her this time. It was over, and she knew it. It is a shame she knew it too late; past the point of any kind of help. She was in bed in agony for 3 weeks just waiting for the day to come knowing soon would be her last day.

I see many of what used to be close friends of mine on this path. You say it can't or wont be you, well guess again. This is the story of my mom, however I see too many people who can relate themselves to some part of my story. If you even just once said hey! that sounds like me! Then you are too close to becoming what my mom had become. I hope this helps those with a drug love, since I am sure you won't accept the term addiction, or family/friends of those that have this problem. Get help. NOW. Or start writing a good by to those you love now. because by the time you realize the drug you loved killed you, you will be to far gone to make amends.

This Story of Hope was created in celebration of recovery and to let families know that there are pathways to hope and healing. The Partnership for Drug-Free Kids is the only nonprofit organization dedicated to helping families who are struggling with their son or daughter's substance use. Please consider sharing this page so that families know where to turn to for help, and that there is always hope.

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