A world of contradictions, wherein everything is gray and almost nothing is black and white.

Here's a note to the parents of addicted children: Choose your music carefully...There are millions of treacherous moments.

A world of contradictions, wherein everything is gray and almost nothing is black and white.

I am becoming used to an overwhelming, grinding mixture of anger and worry.

We deny the severity of our loved one's problem not because we are naive, but because we can't know.

Why does it help to read others' stories? It is not only that misery loves company, because (I learned) misery is too self-absorbed to want much company. Others' experiences did help with my emotional struggle.

This stigma associated with drug use--the belief that bad kids use, good kids don't, and those with full-blown addiction are weak, dissolute, and pathetic--has contributed to the escalation of use and has hampered treatment more than any single other factor.