The nearest thing I have to my own child is my now grown-up sort-of common-law stepdaughter (we're as close as if she were mine). I know she smokes a fair bit of weed and takes the odd pill. At the moment she is dead set against heroin, because she's seen what it has done to her mother; there remains the distinct possibility, though, of some sufficiently-unpleasant experience in future turning her towards it. Statistically, with a family history ..... Well. I'd want her to be able to read some of people's actual real-life experiences, no sugar-coating, just the highs and the lows. Lest she end up thinking she will be fine as a Weekend Warrior; for all too soon, the weekend runs from Thursday to Tuesday, and you need a little midweek toot to get you over the Wednesday Hump .....