My 19 year old son is addicted to heroin. I'll try to give you the abbreviated version of his story. He was always a gifted athlete and had a really good group of friends. After he got his drivers license I started noticing small changes. His circle of friends grew, but he was still doing okay in sports and school. The summer before his senior year he started spending less time with his "old" friends and more time with "new" friends. He also became quite thin. When I asked him about it, he said it was because he was skateboarding a lot. I started to suspect drug use. By the end of the summer he finally admitted to trying Heroin a few times. (IV)
I took him out of his school and moved him two hours away to finish high school, which he agreed to. We had many talks during that time about the devastation of Heroin use. Fast forward two years. He's living with two friends who are NOT drug users and has a full time job. He's distant with family members, looks extremely thin and has nothing to show for his 12 hour work days. About a month ago he called me in the middle of the night with severe stomach pains and asked me to meet him at the ER. By the time I got there they'd already given him IV Narcotics. He denied any drug use. They wrote him a script for pain meds and he was on his way. A week later his boss called me and said that he was extremely sick at work. He had been throwing up most of the week, and could keep even water down. I picked him up and on the way to the doctor asked him if he needed rehab. He FREAKED OUT. He told me I was crazy. At the doctor he refused any kind of testing, wouldn't allow me into the room with him and basically wasted our time. It was at that moment that I KNEW FOR A FACT he had a serious problem and that he was going through a bad withdraw. I dropped him off at home, knowing that as soon as I dropped him off he'd get a fix so he could feel better. My last words were, "If you need me, I'm here. I love you. I just want you to be healthy and happy." A few days later he texted me that he wanted to go to the doctor. He admitted to her heroin use.
He's now on Suboxone and says he's feeling great and is done with heroin. I know that lying is all part of the game, but I want desperately to believe that he's going to stay on the suboxone for a while and then taper down the dose to a point he can get off of that eventually.
I fear that this is going to destroy him, and me..... and become years of agony for all of us who love him so much.
I don't know what to do, or how to be. when I ask him how he's doing he seems frustrated and says that he doesn't want to be treated like "some junkie drug addict", which isn't what I'm doing. If he had cancer I'd ask him how he's doing and if he's feeling okay, why should this be any different? I'm naturally a very loving and caring person. It's important to me that he knows that I care. (I don't enable him. We don't give him money and he has never stole anything.)
I just need to know how to best love, support, and encourage my sons recovery.
Also, I know that suboxone has helped many, but can it be used to be a functional addict? Get a person through the work week so they can use on the weekend?
Any advice would be tremendously appreciated.
I took him out of his school and moved him two hours away to finish high school, which he agreed to. We had many talks during that time about the devastation of Heroin use. Fast forward two years. He's living with two friends who are NOT drug users and has a full time job. He's distant with family members, looks extremely thin and has nothing to show for his 12 hour work days. About a month ago he called me in the middle of the night with severe stomach pains and asked me to meet him at the ER. By the time I got there they'd already given him IV Narcotics. He denied any drug use. They wrote him a script for pain meds and he was on his way. A week later his boss called me and said that he was extremely sick at work. He had been throwing up most of the week, and could keep even water down. I picked him up and on the way to the doctor asked him if he needed rehab. He FREAKED OUT. He told me I was crazy. At the doctor he refused any kind of testing, wouldn't allow me into the room with him and basically wasted our time. It was at that moment that I KNEW FOR A FACT he had a serious problem and that he was going through a bad withdraw. I dropped him off at home, knowing that as soon as I dropped him off he'd get a fix so he could feel better. My last words were, "If you need me, I'm here. I love you. I just want you to be healthy and happy." A few days later he texted me that he wanted to go to the doctor. He admitted to her heroin use.
He's now on Suboxone and says he's feeling great and is done with heroin. I know that lying is all part of the game, but I want desperately to believe that he's going to stay on the suboxone for a while and then taper down the dose to a point he can get off of that eventually.
I fear that this is going to destroy him, and me..... and become years of agony for all of us who love him so much.
I don't know what to do, or how to be. when I ask him how he's doing he seems frustrated and says that he doesn't want to be treated like "some junkie drug addict", which isn't what I'm doing. If he had cancer I'd ask him how he's doing and if he's feeling okay, why should this be any different? I'm naturally a very loving and caring person. It's important to me that he knows that I care. (I don't enable him. We don't give him money and he has never stole anything.)
I just need to know how to best love, support, and encourage my sons recovery.
Also, I know that suboxone has helped many, but can it be used to be a functional addict? Get a person through the work week so they can use on the weekend?
Any advice would be tremendously appreciated.

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