Ann's Story

 

It’s been almost a year since I lost my only son to drugs. It’s still hard to believe some days, but the reality and finality is sinking in more and more. I owe a debt of gratitude to all of you and wanted to share that in writing.
 
I have said this at meetings in the past but it bears repeating: I learned more from my sisters and brothers in this support group than I did from many paid professionals about control, enabling, and detaching with love. The readings each week, especially about how the addicts in our lives are not trying to hurt us, gave me comfort early on. I returned every week to hear personal stories, how members coped with setting boundaries, and meaning what they say without saying it mean.
 
Before I started to attend Nar-Anon meetings, I thought I was living my life and could find the answers to saving my son. I learned that I needed to allow him to take charge of his life, to love him, and show him I trusted his decisions. Our relationship was good before but improved significantly during the time I spent in Nar-Anon. As so many addicts do, my son slipped again at the end, but overall made us so proud of how hard he fought and how far he’d come.
 
You all do a great service. Thank you for all you do and for the time you give.
 
Best, Ann