Sept 4, 2012
I slapped my son yesterday. I never even spanked him when he was a child and now that he is 21 I wish I would of spanked him everytime he did something wrong so he would realize there are consequences. Am I proud I hit him? Hell no! It makes me sick to my stomach. He stole something , again, he lied, again. He apologized and promised he would never do it again, again. He said he loves us more than anything, again. These are just words to me now, after 3 years of putting up with this behavior. Heroin is destroying not only him, but the family we have. Our lives will never be the same without him and this will kill him. I believe in his addicted mind that he wants it to. A cowards way out, much easier than getting help or believing in himself. A strong, happy, self confident child, ruined by a substance that people are making and selling and bringing to my hometown. Not caring what it is doing to someone I love more than anything in the world, not caring about anything but making a buck or two. I would dig a hole and bury every single one of the dealers alive if someone would even tell me their names.