At my worst, I even resented Nic because an addict, at least when high, has a momentary respite from his suffering. There is no similar relief for parents or children or husbands or wives or others who love them.

How innocent we are of our mistakes and how we responsible we are for them.

Wherever you be, wherever you may, seek the truth, strive for the beautiful, achieve the good.

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

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.

Anyone who has lived through it, or those who are now living through it, knows that caring about an addict is as complex and fraught and debilitating as addiction itself.