I hate drug addicts, I would even kill all of them, let it be my will. When I see mom’s friends, everything is boiling in me. As far as I remember myself, I always noticed that mom was injecting. I don’t even know, when I learned what kind of injection it was. Perhaps, it happened when we had to live outside. Hunger, cold... I didn't like living at the place of people, whom I’ve never seen before. Obviously, I didn’t enjoy losing mom because of drugs. Something changed in me, when I was 13…
You may ask: “How do you treat your mom?” My answer is the following. I never call my mom a drug addict. She is not injecting or using something right now. She is on methadone program, but it’s like a medication for her. She works, writes projects in her organization, and participates in many different social events. Do you think addicts have the same lifestyle?
The last drop of my hatred towards drugs has become my mom's disease. About mom’s AIDS diagnosis I learned right after she passed all the medical tests. She came and told me. I cannot say that I really worried about that. There are a lot of diseases and I didn’t really understand how serious it was, but when I finally got it, I knew that it was because of drugs. If she doesn’t injects, she would never be on the graveside.
Now, I don’t blame this disease too much. When we lived in the dormitory, I heard lectures about AIDS and I was taught that this is the immune disease, and that we need to help and don't judge infected people. That is why it’s not that scaring. However people usually think that drugs and AIDS are the same things.That is why, I feel ashamed of telling about mom’s disease.
I have absolutely the same position towards alcohol. For example, I never drink anything except the beer, which I do also quite rare. I remember I was offered drugs once. I got into the company of young people, who offered me “weed”, but I refused. I knew what it was after seeing it at home more than once. I don’t want it. That was enough for me, while mom was injecting.
Keep it that way, Eddie. Your mom needs you now. I wish my kids love me as much as you love your mom.