On one hand, I'm mad. I suffered/sacrificed so much bc I didn't want ds to see an addict, or a withdraw. His dad was addicted to heroin and for 8 yrs, I'll keep him away until he shows he can stay clean (currently in prison).. And all that was for nothing, bc in the end, he still seen it. He's 7yrs old.
On the other hand, if my son was grown, and addicted, crying to me, asking for help, I'd do anything within my power to help. Nothing could stop me. A mothers love is unconditional, the desire to protect, to ease the pain will never cease...
I just hate that my son witnessed that. :-( I hate that this ladys own 3 yrs old witnessed it- that it's become so apart of her life that it doesn't phrase her.
I told the grandmother if she ever wants me to watch her grandchild, in events like this, I will. I didn't show her my anger about ds seeing it... I'm trying to come to terms with it and trying to answer his questions, but sometimes, I just get so mad!