When my son was growing up, I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t concerned for him.
I was.
My son when he was in middle school, was a straight A student. He was incredibly smart, and he knew it. He loved to please, and was a teacher’s favorite student. Didn’t matter what subject it was, if he put his heart into it, he could ace it. He told me he wanted to become a doctor, and I was so proud. However, when he went to high school, he started hanging out with the wrong crowd, which convinced him it was cool to take drugs. He began to lie to me, and sneak out. There would be times I didn’t know where he was, and it greatly concerned me. He didn’t accept help from me or his father, it wasn’t until one of his friends died due to their reckless lifestyle, he started getting his stuff together. It took awhile, but eventually he was declared to be clean. He still wanted to be a doctor, but he wanted to put it off for awhile while he heals. Instead he went to HVAC university, and instead started hanging out with fellow HVAC workers and turned his life around. He graduated as a certified HVAC technician and was hired by a local A/C corporation. I am so proud of how he turned out. For a while I was pretty worried for him, and I worried he was going to end up in jail. I am so glad he found his heating and A/C friends, they helped get his life on track. Without that, I feel it would be much harder to help him.