just over a year ago dropped Earl off to college...lots of worry and concern over grades...what do you mean you have to move out because your roommate smoked dope...no really it was you...oh now, you need to be in basement apartment...call from Red Cross, Earl has been admitted to psychiatric ward..cutting self and threatening Police...very expensive stay at inpatient facility and now after treatment narconon facilities in multiple states...not the same Earl we left at school just over twelve month ago...something fundamentally changed in Earl's brain...guilt, worry, fear, hard love, soft love...what do we do as parents?
Friends said Earl did everything from huffing, mushrooms, molly, marijuana, DMT, to LSD...was on a "mission to try everything" said he was "chaos and has mastered pain" now just wants to "do art music and art" narconon helped, but still Earl pushes boundaries and ignores impulse control.
Earl will burn all bridges and have no other options but come back to live with Mom and Dad...this is so unexpected new territory, I can see no easy answer...how can we manage?
Stationed in a foreign country with limited help for situations like this....we'll take any advice
Friends said Earl did everything from huffing, mushrooms, molly, marijuana, DMT, to LSD...was on a "mission to try everything" said he was "chaos and has mastered pain" now just wants to "do art music and art" narconon helped, but still Earl pushes boundaries and ignores impulse control.
Earl will burn all bridges and have no other options but come back to live with Mom and Dad...this is so unexpected new territory, I can see no easy answer...how can we manage?
Stationed in a foreign country with limited help for situations like this....we'll take any advice