How can both Nics, the loving and considerate and generous one, and the self-obsessed and self-destructive one, be the same person?

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

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

Through Nic's drug addiction, I have learned that parents can bear almost anything....I shock myself with my ability to rationalize and tolerate things once unthinkable. The rationalizations escalate....It's only marijuana. He gets high only on weekends. At least he's not using hard drugs.

If you subscribe to the idea that #‎ addiction is a disease, it is startling to see how many of these children - paranoid, anxious, bruised, tremulous, withered, in some cases psychotic - are seriously ill, slowly dying. We'd never allow such a scene if these kids had any other disease. They would be in a hospital, not on the streets.

I didn't cause it. I can't control it. I can't cure it.

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