My son survived a week without weed and it was quite a week. I think I now have a much better understanding of just how painful things are for my son when he faces it without drugs. It was really just an awful week. He was so irritable and his emotions were exhausting and seemed to suck the air out of the room. I tiptoed all week around him and tried very hard not to react to his dark mood. He was working hard to not give in to temptation and I can see that for this to work, he is going to need LOADS of support. He said he wanted to take yoga which was something his therapist recommended. He was eating very healthy but had a hard time making himself eat. He complained for several days of feeling really physically awful. Weak legs, terrible stomach ache, etc. And yes, I know for certain it is only weed that he uses although it sounds as if he was detoxing off something more powerful. My feeling is that this was all depression rearing its ugly head with no drug to temper it. He spent some time with friends and although it was hard, things seemed ok. Then Friday night came. He was off with a friend and when we didn't hear from him for several hours, we texted him. He called us back, sobbing and so upset that we couldn't really understand him. He refused to tell us where he was and we were unable to track his phone. He said he was sorry for disappointing us once again and that he was feeling very depressed. My husband stayed on the phone with him for over an hour and finally got him to come home. He wanted to hug us (unusual) and said he knew what he had to do. He reassured me that he wasn't going to hurt himself. He asked his dad to go hiking with him the next day. Unfortunately it poured here, so they didn't go. He did call an old friend and spent time with him. This is a friend who is very anti drugs so I take that as a good sign. He seemed ok the rest of the weekend. Yet, its very possible by Sunday he gave in to smoking. I have been worried sick and don't know what to do. I am terrified for him. I see him trying to hard and I hear him sharing how awful he feels. He seems to be taking steps to help himself in a way that he will allow. He tells us that he hates feeling this way,hates having to rely on weed, and wants things to be different. No prodding however gentle or firm will get him to take medication. He does take fish oil supplements and that is all he will allow. Last night he actually asked for help with his math from his sister. And they worked for a long time. All good signs but I wish i had a clue if I was doing the right thing. I'd feel better if he were in a hospital where he can't hurt himself and force him to take anti depressants. But that feels wrong too. I know he needs and wants to feel success and worthy of something. I am wracking my brains as to where I can reach out for someone to support him. Any suggestions? He does have a wonderful therapist. Thankfully.