It’s hard. And having hurt my mother about 10 years ago in similar ways, I can also relate. He most definitely goes through deep feelings of guilt and there are times he genuinely believes he’s had enough, it’s just not worth the latter results that drug use leaves a person with before they completely come down.
I don’t think wanting to change is enough on it’s own, or even having a really good reason such as a baby on the way.
The more people try to advise, the worse it can make things. And for those closest, the despair, the hurt and their own feelings of well, guilt. The bewilderment will lead to a range of emotions.
My mother never gave up on me. But alas we’re all different do it’s never going to be easy to offer advice that will help. My mother loved and loves me to this day. During those dark times it was her and my sister that remained throughout. Sometimes understanding, and sometimes anger. Always hurt and pity in their eyes. But they never judged me. The only ones.
What helped me was changing my surroundings. Yes I wanted to change. It was nearly too late. I couldn’t believe I was stealing from my family and putting myself in some very dark and dangerous places. I changed my surroundings by pure chance several times, but it wasn’t until I found “the right place” that I naturally just kicked the habit, literally overnight.
I had no money, I was with people that were aware of my situation, but i also had no access to the substance and was in a situation where i had to get on with things.
No one forced me. I don’t really understand it myself. But I do believe that I’d advise anyone to maybe travel or go to stay with long lost relatives or friends, far, far away from the norm.