It starts as breaking off a line here and there then changes to when can I get my next fix, I need it now. The drug took over my uncle’s life and ruined him completely. It pushed him to do things he knew was wrong but he didn’t care as long as he got his fix. Blowing thousands and thousands of dollars on the drug that broke him down finally caught up with him over time. Let me explain.
As a young boy my grandparents were not around all that much for my father and his siblings. As a young boy my uncle he got pulled into the drug world and started pushing drugs. Throughout the years things added up and just kept growing. By the time he was old enough to have a family and a good job that’s when life was great. But where did he get all this money and how could he treat his niece so well and show her the “high life” when his job didn’t pay that well? I looked up to my uncle and cherished everything he did, but when I got to the age of about 8 or 9 was when the truth came out about my uncle.
Throughout the years my uncle had been stealing money from his client and not a small amount at all, a lot, he stole the money to satisfy his craving to give him a drive. He would spend $1500 on the drug he craved in two weeks. Once he got caught he lost everything… his cars, house, money all expensive things he spent the money on, and the list goes on. And all this just for a high?
As young as I was I knew something was wrong, but didn’t quite know exactly. I wrote him a letter explaining that I loved him and I’d be here for him even after his mistakes. To this day he still has that letter in his office now. My letter helped motivate him to quit his addiction and turn his life around for his family and himself.
With that said, I believe in new beginnings late in life. My uncle is now starting to be more involved in his skiing team and more involved with his family. It started off rough, but he’s making it slowly. I have never seen my uncle so happy now that he has beat his addiction, and now he can function without a narcotic in his system. I am proud of my uncle and our relationship is getting back to how it used to be.
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