How Addiction Changed My Life
Addiction hit my family hard before I was even born. In November of 1998 my grandfather went missing. Police and search teams searched for my grandfather for months and found no leads. It has been 18 years and my grandfather still has not been found. I really wish I was able to meet my grandfather and at least figure out what happened to him. Addiction is a ruthless ruler in this world, and it does not care what it takes from families.
My grandmother told me that my grandfather was involved with a few men that were selling drugs. Before he met these men he never touched drugs before, but eventually he began using Heroin. We do not know what happened between those men and my grandfather, but after information was leaked to local police about the drug exchanges those men were involved in my grandfather went missing.
For my father this was devastating and it broke him. He was 19 at the time when he began using drugs. I was born two weeks after my grandfather vanished. My father was addicted to all types of pain pills, and would inject or “shoot up” Percocets and Morphine into his arms and feet. Watching my father as he sat on the couch I could see his eyes rolling into the back of his head while his head was bobbing back and forth. I would be woken up in the middle of the night so that he could drive house to house to buy his drugs and to get his …show more content…
He was mourning over the loss of his father, and somewhat hoping for him to show up again. My father loved me and my family but drugs was his way of coping with his father disappearance. My father overdosed one time, that was one of the scariest moments of my life. I wish things had been different for my dad because I could never imagine losing my father because of drugs. My father ended up in prison for two years. I am so thankful because my father was able to straighten his life around for my sisters and I. He is going on three years clean and addiction
My grandmother told me that my grandfather was involved with a few men that were selling drugs. Before he met these men he never touched drugs before, but eventually he began using Heroin. We do not know what happened between those men and my grandfather, but after information was leaked to local police about the drug exchanges those men were involved in my grandfather went missing.
For my father this was devastating and it broke him. He was 19 at the time when he began using drugs. I was born two weeks after my grandfather vanished. My father was addicted to all types of pain pills, and would inject or “shoot up” Percocets and Morphine into his arms and feet. Watching my father as he sat on the couch I could see his eyes rolling into the back of his head while his head was bobbing back and forth. I would be woken up in the middle of the night so that he could drive house to house to buy his drugs and to get his …show more content…
He was mourning over the loss of his father, and somewhat hoping for him to show up again. My father loved me and my family but drugs was his way of coping with his father disappearance. My father overdosed one time, that was one of the scariest moments of my life. I wish things had been different for my dad because I could never imagine losing my father because of drugs. My father ended up in prison for two years. I am so thankful because my father was able to straighten his life around for my sisters and I. He is going on three years clean and addiction