So here’s the story:
On my twelfth birthday, I was driving home from buying cupcakes with my parents. They got in a car crash, long story short, they died. My sister, who is only five, completely isolated herself from anyone but me. My brother, he’s sixteen, started doing drugs. We’re taking care of the drugs but seeing my brother relapse is the scariest thing ever. My little sister isn’t even talking to me anymore.
What the heck am I supposed to dooo?
talk to your brother about narcotics anonymous. i am 15 and i started doing drugs when i was 12, if hes ready he will be able to stay clean but coming from an addict, if someone is being forced they will not want help, it needs to be for them, that will make u feel helpless. but it takes time, for addicts recovery is hard and it only gets harder but in the end it will be worth it, i have to tell myself that too. as for your sister, tell her you love her and you will always be there for her and when shes ready she will talk to u again.
Thank you so much. I’ll try my best.
