Speak Up

My mother started using meth when i was about 2 years old, that was the beginning to the end of her life. My mom sold and used drugs for 3 years until the state of Iowa sent her to prison. I remember when i was little she used to go into the bathroom for hours, and hours. Little did i know she was shooting up, between her fingers and toes. When she went to prison me and my little sister were to young to understand what was going on, and didn't even know that we wouldn't see our mom for 9 years. My mother had another baby when she was strung out on drugs and when she had Mary she left her in the hospital, without a word she slipped away so she could go get her next fix. When you lose a mother to something that is a danger to her and you you never understand why, you find yourself wondering if its you that is the problem, if its you that is making her throw her life away for a high that lasts what? 15 minutes? When my mom got out of prison, i was so happy, she was my everything, my hero. I loved her with everything i had and more. My mom was out of prison for 2 and 1/2 years till she started "secretly" using again, and by this time i knew what was going on. I was loosing everything I had once again to a mother that i loved with everything i had and more. She started drinking first, spending hours at the bar after work, then slowly started smoking marijuana, then finally back to what she knew. In Feb 2010, her and I, got into a physical altercation that ended our whole relationship, everything was gone, there was nothing in her that I loved anymore. She wasn't the mom i knew, or wanted. My mom is now starting her 15 year sentence for the posession of meth. Living her life behind bars life she always knew. When my mom gets out of prison i will be 32. My life will still be moving along with or without her. Meth takes your mom, dad, brother, sister, anyone. </3