Speak Up

Last year was a rough year for my family finacially we struggled with money and my dad started to abuse my mom and then she decided to move to hawaii with my little sister leaving me with my dad. I started noticing there were needles in the house and my dad would stay up for days on my ps3 and he got angry easy. I felt sorry for my dad because I knew he has become depressed and turned to a deadly drug called meth. As my dad would leave the house he would always say ill be home in a little bit with dinner and I would stay up late waiting on my food to be brought home.so I wouldn't eat id just sleep and go to school and eat. My dad was my bestfriend but he got to the point were he started to act like I was his enemy, he had court coming up so I tried to be their for him because everyone gave up one him besides me. the day he had court I never got to see him because I was in school but he called me daily from jail telling me he was gonna get out and do right and be clean. And a few months later when he got out he went back to it and my mom moved back to south carolina and now I live in hawaii because I can't see the man who raised me do this to himself I pray for him everynight to come clean and that I will then come home me and my dad shared tears but the drug my dad is on has his soul. he stays in hotels now bouncing around. The father that has taught me everything I know can now just care less that I'm his son. I'm one of four kids and the only boy but I'm the only one who really takes this to the heart because how close my dad and I were. but sinced I moved I've became worried about my dad and I think I'm going to lose him to the drug but I will never give up fighting for my dad. just know meth will take your family away. I no longer have a family