Well, I am sitting here in awe after watching a special on A & E about a drug called OxyContin, and then the move to Heroin. I knew very little about OxyContin, and thought I should watch. Now my mind is just flailing.
Sadly, as much as I have my PTSD in check, I do find that this is a side effect I havent been able to shake. So, I sat down and wrote a letter to my oldest daughter. She is 13. She is so smart, and so creative. I want to say that "not my kid", but I know the pressures of being a teen. She and I talk about everything, but will that last? Who can be sure. We have talked extensively about drugs, but is it enough? In my letter, I just spoke to her about being aware of this drug. What the effects are and the damage it will do. I spoke to her about taking care of herself and her friends. And I spoke to her about talking to me, for anything. That I will always be there for her. It is so frightening what our teens have to face. It scares the hell out of me. And my mind is now in hyper mode wondering, have I done enough? Have I made her feel secure enough in herself to be able to say no to the peer pressure? Have I given her the facts she needs to stay strong and steadfast?
I have decided this very minute to go lock her in her room and keep her with me for always!!
And then I will have to do the same to my younger two! I know this is just rambling now, but, wow, it is a scary old world out there. So much more so than when I was a teen. She is an amazing girl, and I know she will be an amazing woman. She is very comfortable in her own skin. But, next year is highschool. A whole new ball game. Fear is a nasty little bugger isn't it!
Well, for now, I am going to try and sleep. My hubby works nights and she has taken to sneaking into my room to sleep with me. We call her my nighttime buddy! So, I am going to go and hug her tight and say my prayers and hope that I have done the very best for her! Thanks for listening to my rant.
Sadly, as much as I have my PTSD in check, I do find that this is a side effect I havent been able to shake. So, I sat down and wrote a letter to my oldest daughter. She is 13. She is so smart, and so creative. I want to say that "not my kid", but I know the pressures of being a teen. She and I talk about everything, but will that last? Who can be sure. We have talked extensively about drugs, but is it enough? In my letter, I just spoke to her about being aware of this drug. What the effects are and the damage it will do. I spoke to her about taking care of herself and her friends. And I spoke to her about talking to me, for anything. That I will always be there for her. It is so frightening what our teens have to face. It scares the hell out of me. And my mind is now in hyper mode wondering, have I done enough? Have I made her feel secure enough in herself to be able to say no to the peer pressure? Have I given her the facts she needs to stay strong and steadfast?
I have decided this very minute to go lock her in her room and keep her with me for always!!
And then I will have to do the same to my younger two! I know this is just rambling now, but, wow, it is a scary old world out there. So much more so than when I was a teen. She is an amazing girl, and I know she will be an amazing woman. She is very comfortable in her own skin. But, next year is highschool. A whole new ball game. Fear is a nasty little bugger isn't it! Well, for now, I am going to try and sleep. My hubby works nights and she has taken to sneaking into my room to sleep with me. We call her my nighttime buddy! So, I am going to go and hug her tight and say my prayers and hope that I have done the very best for her! Thanks for listening to my rant.
