My son stopped by the house yesterday, I did not know he was coming. Long story short after attempting another guilt trip on me he told me he's a taxi cab for deliveries...said he didn't know what the contents were and it is none of his concern but it doesn't take a PHD to figure it out. I'm like O.M.G! this will surely get him worse than jail...I told him he's looking at Prison time if he's transporting drugs of any kind. He apparently doesn't see the seriousness of what he's doing...I told him if you play with fire long enough you're going to get burned. For those of you who aren't familiar with Gonzo, he's a 20 year old kid who's been arrested twice in 2 different counties in less than 2 months. One is waiting a trial and the other hasn't even been given a date for a hearing.In the first arrest the charges were minimal having a small quantity of marijuana,smoking it and paraphernalia.Then in the 2nd he was driving so it was not only a D.U.I but resisting arrest. When I got the call for the 2nd arrest I told my husband ( against his wishes ) to pick my son up from the police station. Technically they should've impounded his car but they didn't want to bother with the paper work. I hadn't realized he was using his car for delivering drugs...this he told me yesterday but tried to play it off by saying he didn't know what the stuff was. MY GOD! so this is what he's been doing for money...then why is he still homeless? He says he has no life...he cannot get ahead.. this is what he has to do for money because he has no home. Said he's been sleeping wherever he can find to lay his head. I did feel horrible when I made him leave the house with only a sandwich...after the sandwich he said he is still hungry..I feel so bad that he wanted a Ramen noodles but I refused. He's been having 1 meal a day at McDonald's and has lost a ton of weight. I never give him money...don't really have any to give him anyway. But I do feed him a snack when he does come to the house. I doubt by denying him that if it's going to make a difference, I think it's bad enough that I have made him homeless...my husband tells me it is my son who made himself homeless. Why does he not have any money is what I don't understand. Also...is it really just the weed he is smoking? My main question here since I'm afraid to google anything...has anyone had any experience with the consequences of running drugs? I'm so afraid for him, he is my son no matter what. I will add that my husband has a daughter the same age as my son...only her mother is so rich that she sent her daughter to get help with other kids her age in guess where? Hawaii, I told my husband "Gee isn't that just nice" , she is a spoiled brat who's been given a silver spoon on a platter her whole life...meanwhile my son is sleeping in God knows where. But I know it's his own fault, Is it wicked for me to feel his daughter should be sleeping on benches too?