• Welcome Guest

    Forum Guidelines Bluelight Rules
    Fun 💃 Threads Overdosed? Click
    D R U G   C U L T U R E

Stories of being caught by parents

^ I had that happen in march, and I was put in an outpatient program because of it.

Immediately after I got out of that program I went back to using but I was being much more cautious when I used so I had convinced them that I was 70 days sober. Then on vacation my mom walked into my room while I was in the middle of doing a line of suboxone. That was extra lame, because 1) I had locked the door but I didn't know that the locks had been disabled and 2) because she knocked before she entered and I told her to hold on because I was changing, but she still walked in. After this I told her I had only relapsed for the first time at 62 days sober and she believed me. Then she called my dad who I live with and told him about the situation, so he and my stepmom decided that was a good enough reason to tear through my room in search of other drugs and paraphernalia and they found a pipe, some razors and some lame smoking blend (not a spice or spice alike). As a result of this I'm forced to go into a residential care facility for probably 4 months, but maybe longer depending on which one has a bed opening the soonest.

Also they took my prescription for temazepam and dispense it to me nightly, which up til last night was actually not that bad. I'd just save em up til I had enough pills to get me high, and this makes me use less compulsively and I don't run out of my pills early
 
Parents were emptying out trash in my room, I'm too lazy to do it myself. They accidentally found a barrel of used syringes. Was surprised they didn't notice the vial of morphine. Nothing was said, they just walked away.
Syringes was used to inject liquid morphine ampules.
Later on when questioned, the excuse was, " I injured my back, and am using syringes to inject pain medication for pain relief, my back really hurts"

They believed me, just told me don't inject your medications, instead take the pills instead. After that I hid my stuff better, and not get caught again.

-PLUR
 
i think i was about 17 at the time and i was coming home after a night of doing E and i bought a nice bag of pills on the way home. I got inside and notice that my family is having a little get together with a bunch of family and friends (at this point i am very cracked out and very very tired)

So i try to get to my room with out being noticed, but ofcourse as soon as i open the door my mom calls me into the kitchen were a bunch of my family are standing around helping my mom cook and etc. When i got into the kitchen the smell of what ever they were cooking almost made be barf right there but i held it down some how.She asks me for the keys to the car as i pull out the keys i see my bag of E falling out of my pocket...the baggy hits the ground and about 30 pills go all over the floor. the whole house went silent the look on my moms face i was scared for my life =p before i could say anything i puked EVERYWHERES.

So thats how my parents found out i did drugs -___- (sorry if this is hard to read, my vision is fucked atm)
 
My stepdad had a wooden tobacco pipe hidden in his dresser. I had just started smoking weed and didn't have a pipe of my own, so I used to snake his pipe when I had some bud to smoke. Anyway I always cleaned it good with rubbing alcohol after each session and never got caught, but one time I had smoked like a quarter-ounce out of it and suffice to say was extremely stoned; my stepdad came home early so I panicked and threw the pipe back in his sock drawer without cleaning it. It sat there for a couple weeks unnoticed and I forgot about it.
One day he approached me and said "Why do all my socks and underwear smell like dope?" It was downhill from there.
 
kzorro said:
^ I had that happen in march, and I was put in an outpatient program because of it.

Immediately after I got out of that program I went back to using but I was being much more cautious when I used so I had convinced them that I was 70 days sober. Then on vacation my mom walked into my room while I was in the middle of doing a line of suboxone. That was extra lame, because 1) I had locked the door but I didn't know that the locks had been disabled and 2) because she knocked before she entered and I told her to hold on because I was changing, but she still walked in. After this I told her I had only relapsed for the first time at 62 days sober and she believed me. Then she called my dad who I live with and told him about the situation, so he and my stepmom decided that was a good enough reason to tear through my room in search of other drugs and paraphernalia and they found a pipe, some razors and some lame smoking blend (not a spice or spice alike). As a result of this I'm forced to go into a residential care facility for probably 4 months, but maybe longer depending on which one has a bed opening the soonest.

Also they took my prescription for temazepam and dispense it to me nightly, which up til last night was actually not that bad. I'd just save em up til I had enough pills to get me high, and this makes me use less compulsively and I don't run out of my pills early
Click to expand...


wait, wat? You got in trouble for suboxone? I dont understand...You got sent to rehab for doing suboxone? Or was it that they knew you had to be using real opiates since you would only use sub if u was sick from dope? I dont get it. The way your post sounds is that you had a suboxone problem and was supposed to be gettin clean from sub and then relapsed on sub?? or did u use dope/opiates, get clean from that, then relapse and use sub to kick and when your moms seen u diong sub she realized that u had been doing dope/opiates Im mad confused
 
lacey k said:
wait, wat? You got in trouble for suboxone? I dont understand...You got sent to rehab for doing suboxone? Or was it that they knew you had to be using real opiates since you would only use sub if u was sick from dope? I dont get it. The way your post sounds is that you had a suboxone problem and was supposed to be gettin clean from sub and then relapsed on sub?? or did u use dope/opiates, get clean from that, then relapse and use sub to kick and when your moms seen u diong sub she realized that u had been doing dope/opiates Im mad confused
Click to expand...

I am a trash can of a drug user. That is what I went to rehab for, to get clean from everything. When I relapsed I was using coke, weed, heroin, sub... anything really. I was never dependent on sub or any other opiate. I was doing the suboxone to catch a buzz. So my mom walked in on me getting high basically. Does that answer your question?
 
Damien said:
That sounds incredibly intense. What kind of punishment did you receive? What did your family say/think?
Click to expand...

They made me move away to a diffrent province to my aunt and uncles house for a year . Then i had pretty big talk with them about how drugs are a part of my life and how i am responisble about it and test my pills and etc and gave them a bunch of info about drugs,drug culture, why i do drugs, what drugs i do and how drugs made me a better person. Now im back at home (18 now) and things between my parents and me are better then they were before.
 
lacey k said:
When you a dopehead, eventually u get caught so many times by ur parents that u just dont remember anymore...It becomes somethin that u dont even really think that much of, and thats sad
Click to expand...


quoted for truth


really sad how much you have to hurt some people for no reason at all (or all the reasons its a bit like breathing)
 
great thread.

my girlfriend moved in with me when her parents bought a house in south jersey; we had plans to save money and find a place. back then i was not using heroin but she knew i used occasionally. fast forward to april the night the devils got knocked out of the playoffs. before the game she put the screws in me about using. i had been using, she knew, and all of a sudden she "did not sign up for this." flipped the script.

unfortunately for me she was just starting her period and very emotional. i left her crying and emotional to go watch the game with my boy. well while i was gone she told my parents everything. the next day i was confused as to why my dad wanted to meet me for lunch. well horrible scene him crying and all the worry in someones soul you could imagine. i felt betrayed and upset for her bringing that worry on my dad and inevitably my family.

i was unemployed at the moment so he put me to work at a plant in paterson.

fast forward to two weeks ago. i lapsed and my girl and i had an argument about it. i guess we were a little too loud. the next day i use before work, roast a bowl and have a cig only to show up and find my dad waiting for me. he had heard everything we were arguing about and put the screws in me about getting help. all the worry returned. so horrible, having other people worry about your well being.
 
gbrown182 said:
She asks me for the keys to the car as i pull out the keys i see my bag of E falling out of my pocket...the baggy hits the ground and about 30 pills go all over the floor. the whole house went silent the look on my moms face i was scared for my life =p before i could say anything i puked EVERYWHERES.

So thats how my parents found out i did drugs -___- (sorry if this is hard to read, my vision is fucked atm)
Click to expand...

holy shit. that's quite the story you have. i think you just officially won for having the most ridiculous one yet. the throwing up bit really makes it a classic. seriously though, i can totally imagine this whole scenario in my head and it must have freaked the shit out of you. i know it definitely would have with me, anyway, especially with the whole family there and whatnot like that.

that was a harsh punishment i think making you move out like that, especially considering it was their first time catching you. but that's great that it all seemed to work out for you for the better. i'm 22 and i think my parents and i have somewhat of a loose understanding when it comes to my drug use, but it's not quite as honest as you have established. i'm curious to know though what exactly you told them for how drugs make you a better person. ;)
 
i use xanax,codeine,dihydrocodeine,dxm my parents dont realy care as long as they are pharms for some reason.even im only 15 btw and my mom gets xanaxes from me!
 
Last edited:
ChexMix said:
Anyway, my parents know I smoke so I don't have to worry about them ratting on me/getting in shit. N's rents know HE smokes too so I doubt they cared much anyway. I thought I was going to die from trying not to laugh at the '460' comment though.. x)
Click to expand...

shouldn't it be "420"?
 
this one happened very recently, me and friends X and Y were drinking and hanging at friend X's house, we had a few too many and friend X puked all over his basement, we did a quick cleanup and his dad came down to find out what was going on, me and Y have a quick talk with X's dad and he goes upstairs to sleep (we knew he busted us but, hey, expect the worst hope for the best) and we went to sleep, wake up, 9 in the morning and his dad comes down, he starts talking about innocuous stuff, all of the sudden out of the blue he says "So were you boys drinking last night?" the pause lasted several minutes, I've been trying to pretend I'm asleep for the conversation (for obvious reasons) but as soon as X said "Yeeeessss" with the sketchiest voice ever I just burst out laughing, in the end nothing serious happened, but Y stopped going to X's house because he was afraid of X's parents reaction (they didn't even tell my parents whom they are friends with) although I did lose an expensive wallet to puke :P

also we later learned that we drank so much that you could smell the alcohol throughout the house
 
Last edited:
a realization far to late

i have found everysones stories to be quite compelling and entertaining and then i started thinking about the fact that i hadnt been caught in a while and how much contraband was in my room and was just waiting to be found by a invasive parent. i was at my moms house while thinking this and all the shit was at my dads and i wouldnt be there for several days so i began to become paranoid about my dad doing things he wouldnt normally do like clean my room on a whim or some shit like that. well when i finally get home to my dads, you guessed, i found all my contraband nicely assembled on the floor. it was a lovely collection of makeshift bong and pipes, several g bags of cashed weed, 20 or so beer bottles, an empty bottle of old man kentucky bourbon, and two hits of high grade acid. standing over the collection i was actually quite proud because it had taken me some time to amass such a rediculous amount of things that you would never want your parent to see. my dad wasnt going to be home from work for about an hour so i gathered up everything, except for the acid tabs which i restashed, and threw it in the dumpster outside. then i sweat it out patiently on the couch for what seemed like a day. finally my dads truck comes rolling in the drive way and i prep my self for the harshest punishment in my life. the door opens. my heartbeat accelerates. and in walks my dad, stoned as a motherfucker. i couldnt believe it, it sat down on the couch next to me and started laughing and asked me if i had found the stuff he laid out nicely on the floor. i was still shaking and terrified even though my dad was being totally laxadazical about the situation. i kept all this shit in a big trunk in my closet which also contained some guitar cables that me and my dad shared, so after misplacing his he decided to look for mine and then proceeded to stumble upon the mess of things i had hid in my room. after telling me this he admitted to smoking the joint that he had taken from my chest right before pulling in the driveway. i didnt get in any trouble he just said i was a dumbass for letting all that stuff collect in my room for so long. since the incident we have become much closer and even smoked together several times. theres no real moral to the story except clean your fucking rooms before you parents get nosy!
 
I love the thread. Wow.

My story is that I was never caught with actual drugs, just drinking, unfortunately. Would've been better if it was pot (I am waiting to get caught with that, I'd tell my parents, but it's too awkward. I just want to tell them so I don't have to hide it. I keep it in a drawer with a pipe, right in the front of the drawer for them to open some day and fine).

I got caught drinking becuase myself and friends were out at about 2 AM, and making noises, and someone called the cops on us. The cops found us, and called up my parents, and I have court soon. ;-\
Got grounded for the entire summer this summer. :O
 
One time my dad kicked open my door when I was shooting heroin

I pushed the plunger down and braced myself for the punch to the face

Getting hit during a dope rush is a strange feeling
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Top