I have a son that's 11 years old he means the world to me. My wife had a problem with experimenting on different drugs when my son was only about 6 months old. Her family had addiction from experimenting with meth and other drugs so I tried it and it wasn't really my thing.
My thing was pills, so we got a place together me, her, and my son and it was going OK for awhile. But in 2011 I had caught cancer and it took a toll on my body, so my wife decides she going to leave me cause she can't handle my condition anymore and takes my son with her.
I was so in denial with my addiction that I didn't know what to do. After taking chemo for 9 months I finally went back to work and was already addicted to Oxycontin and other pills. I lost my self-respect and control.
Now I've been living a nightmare, lost my truck, my family, my son barely talks to me anymore. My job and my life is ruined because of it.
"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened." - Matthew 7:7-8