My son has been an addict since he was 14 years old. How I managed to save him


Types of hallucinations

In hallucinosis, perception is impaired. The patient hears, sees or feels things that do not really exist. There are three categories of such disorders, according to the three senses “responsible” for them.


In this type of hallucinosis, the patient sees objects that do not exist in reality. These may be fleeting, elusive images in the periphery of vision. They disappear if one tries to shift one’s gaze to them, to focus. Visions can be clear, vivid. An older person may see acquaintances or relatives, animals, mythical creatures and even communicate and interact with them.


Usually progressive: the first hallucinations are manifested by simple sounds. It seems to the patient that something knocks, rustles, rattles somewhere, but he cannot find the source of the noise. Sounds gradually become more complex – he or she can hear speech and appeals to him or her. Most often they are of a negative nature – they are accusations, insults, threats. With auditory hallucinations, the person may communicate with voices that only he or she hears.


These are manifested by unpleasant sensations: the patient experiences itching, it seems to him that insects or parasites are running on his skin. He can even see them if the disorder is supplemented by visual hallucinosis. The sensations may be accompanied by burning, pain. It interferes with sleep, irritates, increases anxiety, which makes the mental state of the person worsen.

My son has been an addict since he was 14. How I managed to save him.

Grisha was cheerful, active and with an excellent appetite. A mother doesn’t need more than that.

We have an average, you could say average family. That my child was using something we, naturally, had no idea. The only thing that was embarrassing was his studies, or rather his lack of desire to study. But we didn’t worry, we decided that the army would restore everything and push him to choose a profession.

My son finished school and went to serve. This, as it turned out later, was our most fatal mistake.

His addiction to “easy” drugs started when he was 14 and developed in the army. I don’t know why, but in the city where he was drafted you could buy drugs in any stall. Imagine, you are walking down the street and on your way there is a kiosk with chocolate, soda and smoking mix… To be honest, I could not believe it. After his enlistment, my son stayed in the army on a contract basis. So instead of 1 year we didn’t see him for almost 4 (excluding rare visits during his leave).

It was not my son who came home. He was unrecognizable: emaciated, painfully thin, bluish skin, the body not of an experienced paratrooper, but of a teenage boy. All the “symptoms” of drug addiction were there.

The changes were not only in his appearance, Grisha closed himself off and did not make any contact. He took any comments or ordinary conversations aggressively. We, as loving parents, tried a lot of known ways: consulted drug addicts, had treatment programs and psychological correction, locked him in a rehabilitation center (this is the most negative experience during the whole period of Grisha’s illness). Everything was to no avail.

Going to a rehabilitation center wasted time and huge expenses.

We asked for help and received negative feedback. The treatment was led only by the mercantile attitude of the staff. I have an adequate attitude towards help on a commercial basis but not when it goes beyond all bounds of reason…

After leaving the center Grisha got high until he was unconscious and almost died.

After this incident we began to save our son with our own strength. My husband decided to take him to “isolation” and stay with him there for a while. An abandoned yacht club was chosen for this purpose. The trip was planned by a purely male group: my son and my husband and his friends. The boat rides, the bathhouse, the men’s conversations, the outdoor life were supposed to reorient Grisha. The vacation was accompanied by the daily consumption of alcohol, but my husband was firmly convinced that it was much easier to get rid of alcohol.