I've grown up with Drugs in my life. It started shortly after my brother was born, my mum was a mess and turned to drugs. It was a downhill spiral from there. We had no money, could barely eat. I never had any of the stuff normal kids my age did. But what was worse was my brother was taken into care. We barely got to visit him, my mum was classes as an unfit mum but due to me being 16 I decided to go back home and stay with her. She has been to rehab 3 times and failed. After a year of my brother being in care she started to turn her life around. She went to meetings, starting coming off of the said substance using a medical subscribed alternative. 2 years on she has her son back which is a VERY rare thing to happen. She is a good mum. She always put her children first, even if she couldn't afford to. She's now 5 years clean and we are a family again. On top of this she had decided to quit smoking all together. She's not smoked a cigarette for over a year. This is beatable. It does take a lot of hard work. But the out come out weighs the drugs. What they do physically and mentally. Out of 6 sisters and brothers of my mum, she is the only one who got out and got better. I am so proud of her. She is the strongest woman I know. I did share this on another thread but felt more people would see this here. There is ALWAYS hope.