My son is in sober living and IOP in Florida now. Has been there for 2 months and 21 days in rehab prior to that. He says he doesn't want to stay there all summer, feels like it is a prison with all the rules. We want him to finish that program and then go to step down sober living. He is struggling with the program he is in now though. Doesn't feel he's the same as hard core drug users and he is not exactly like them but he is still an addict.
I also worry about all of this and next steps and his very obvious immaturity. He has no desire to come home but wants to be on his own. If he gets a good job then he can do what he wants I guess. We can't keep him sober.
It's really up to them no matter what WE do is what I'm saying I guess.
I probably shouldn't do this, but this statement has, seriously, bothered me all night.
What is a "hardcore drug addict?' What makes your son better than one? Is it because he isn't on "street drugs?' Or because he hasn't been in jail? Or had to sell his

for drugs?
By your own admission your son has been in multiple inpatient and outpatient treatment centers. All studies have shown that in the past several years that prescription drug abuse is far more prevalent and deadly than "street drug" abuse.
None of our loved ones woke up one morning and said, "I think I'll shoot/smoke heroin/cocaine/meth today." They started somewhere and the somewhere is that beer that every young adult has or the pills stolen from mom or grandma. I'll tell you that is exactly where my sister started.
The difference with your son is that you have the financial and emotional resources to save him. I think by your own admission your son has stolen from you. has used in your home. The difference is you didn't press charges or put him out for it. If I allowed my sister to live in my home and provided the financial means for her to finance her habit she, probably, wouldn't have gone to jail either.
A big component of recovery is submission and humility. Admitting that you are powerless. Admitting that you are no better, nor no worse than anyone else. Admitting that drug/alcohol have made your life unmanageable. ...and accepting that and internalizing it, not just saying and doing what is expected of you to say and do.
Yes, I f****d up, and it is probably way too late for my sister. All the years I enabled her. All the years I told her and myself that it wasn't her fault because of our crappy mother, because of the abuse she suffered. I and she have made a lot of excuses. I still hurts, though. Every day. It hurts to be judged, to have her judged.
We are just at the point where we have stopped playing the game. She has stopped saying what she thinks people want to hear because she has nothing to gain by it any more, and I have stopped believing that I can save, or even help her.
I am not a religious person, but "There, but for the grace of God, go I."