We have a friend and neighbor whose daughter became a heroin addict. Maybe meth too, not sure. He has tried over the years to help her and her poor children in every way possible.
The result?
She’s still an addict, pimped our her children, been involved with LE numerous times, runs away from rehab, involved in crime constantly, and finally stole so much from her father that he won’t let her near his house any more.
All his help did was cause himself and daughter at home mental anguish and great financial loss, and addict daughter refused all real help and just used the helpers for whatever she could get from them by trickery, deceit, threats or outright burglary.
That is a very sad story.
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Yeah, I have a cousin like that, too. It’s a never-ending cycle with her. She runs away from home, shacks up with a loser addict, uses with him and usually winds up prostituting. After 3-4 years of this and getting extremely strung-out, she calls up mommy and daddy, asks if she can come home, and of course they welcome her with open arms. She goes clean for a year or two, gets a job, gets sick of her job, then runs away again—usually stealing a family member’s car and burglarizing a business or 3 on her way out of town. Then cycle starts all over again. She’s been doing this for 25 years.
I get sick of seeing these addicts being the king-babies of the family. They run roughshod over entire families, take everything they possibly can from them, drive them completely nuts with their constant antics, but you’re the jerk if you say anything negative about them or how they’re handling the situation. You always get the, “It’s not her, it’s the drugs, it’s not her fault.” It’s a classic case of parents loving their kids to death. I get sick of hearing the same crap for decades. I just dead-pan them and ask, “Is this sh** getting old yet?” Somehow it’s going to be different this time but it never is.