My youngest son told me that my 14 year old nephew who has a host of problems himself "saw" my son's new "profile picture" on his FB this morning....2o years old and he is sitting down against a wall smoking a blunt...I tried to protect and say it was a cigar, but they all know better. This is why I am not crying yet..I am still angry at the level of immaturity he is portraying...what a good influence on the younger members of my family. The weed is like his "Identity".....how sad. Not to mention the pills. I know one day I will lose it and the floodgates of tears will pour.....but for now I am still angry. I am angry at him for his choices and immaturity, angry at the drugs he takes, and angry because I know there is a sweet, smart, young man inside somewhere. I like staying mad than sad.