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My son is 23 and has been addicted to prescription drugs for 6 years now. Recently he started using heroin and cocaine and has landed himself massive debts which I have been paying to keep him alive. He suffers from ptsd fro the last 6 years and we’ve done everything we could possibly do to help him and he seems constantly in self destruct. Our lives are falling apart and we feel like we are too.
Due to his self harm he wouldn’t withstand a beating so I feel railroaded into paying these drug debts, my husband walked away recently, although he came back because I didn’t tell him just how much money I’d given our son.
He has destroyed most jobs I’ve had, I’m a nurse in A&E and he has been in my place of work usually more than me making it impossible to cope in the end. We’re on our knees and have no idea what to do. We don’t want to lose him but fear we’ll be burying him before long.
About 6 weeks ago he called me and told me his hands were very bad so I knew he’d been injecting, as soon as I saw them I rushed him to hospital as his hands were necrotic, almost black and very badly infected. He got treatment after lying to the doctors saying he burnt himself. He lies all the time these days. His hands are still not healed. He’s lucky to have not lost them.
While he was in hospital I went to his flat and I couldn’t speak for at least half the day with the shock and disgust of what I found and subsequently cleaned up. It took me 7 hours to clean his bedroom where it seemed he been actually living for weeks. There were more than 70 used needles, mould covered food, he’d burnt his mattress whilst cooking the drugstuff.. He could have killed himself by burning the flat down… Talk about sick it my stomach.. He had just left them a lying around everywhere so I had the indignity and shame of having to go to the pharmacy to get sharps boxes and pick everyone up and take them back in front of loads of people.
I have no life, I’m scared alll the time, I’m on my break right now as I’m on a night shift at the hospital and even now I’m scared, his body can’t take much more.. What a life I don’t seem to be able to get back any sort of normality for us or myself.. I feel trapped by his addiction..
Hi. I totally get it. My 23 Yr old son has been suffering from ptsd and very complicated emotional issues for 5 years now. He is on a shed load of prescription meds including the equivalent of 360mg morphine a day. I’m a nurse and have lost lots of jobs as he self harms and ends up where I work. I suspected he was injecting his prescription medication and turned out to be right. But just in the last few months I found out he’s been using heroin and cocaine, weed whatever else. He is struggling to have any sort of normal exsistance and I have now paid nearly 2k in drug debts so he doesn’t get beaten up. As well as this he’s wasted over 6k in benefits and he still owes money. Due to severity of his self harm he wouldn’t survive a beating so I’m held over a barrel all the time to pay of these thugs.
I can’t afford to do this and my husband walked out a few weeks ago because 8 didn’t tell him I’d paid quite so much so he felt hurt and betrayed.. I’m losing my sanity and my life is miserable and I can’t think straight. We’ve nearly lost our son on several occasions over the last 5 years due to self harm so I’m extra protective… I feel trapped. If I say I’m going to the police he begs me not too as it’ll make it worse for him.. How much worse does it have to get. My husband came back afwtr one night but the strain is so difficult between us. We’re doing our best to cope.
My son apparently agreed to sell drugs for these dealers so he could get some for himself, he wouldn’t sell them but took them all over a period of time and that’s why he owes so much.. I have nightmares, I cant focus on my relationships with others and my work and health is suffering and I feel railroaded and hate it when I see his number come up in my phone.. More money. ????