OUTSIDE HELP

     I certainly can see the possibility that, in some ways, I may have been  duplicating unconsciously, my parent’s tragic loss of a son who spent years suffering with drug and alcohol abuse and in the end died alone in a hospital at 32. 

   When I was younger I sometimes blamed my parents for not getting Mike help, seeing him as delinquent rather than sick. 

     Now I am unsure if there is always help or a treatment that works. Or if there is something someone else can do for us, outside our readiness to be helped.