Meth-Ology

I’d have to say that out of all my Blog writings this one is the most difficult to put into words, and mainly because I’m still trying to figure it all out. This last week was one week that I thought I’d never really be involved in, well that is in the way we were involved and what we witnessed. For the last few years our family has been dealing with a family member who has been, and still is hooked on Crystal Meth, which is a very addicting drug and would have to say that it will indeed bring out the devil in you. The sad situation that surrounds this is the children that are affected and seeing that battle within the battle to protect them, but in this very confusing time it’s very easy to get caught up in the emotions of what is right and what is wrong.

This is a battle that some of my family members have been dealing with for a long time and I’ve only heard of the torment that goes on in the way of hellish fights, death threats, and tension so thick that you could choke to death on it. I really did not think I was going to see any of it, but before I knew it I was neck deep in it.

Our trip started out kind of on a last minute message that our Great Nephew and Niece would be moving with their Mom to a new location, so we wanted to mainly go up and say Hi, and spend some time with them before they left because it would be a much longer drive to go see them. As we arrived we were a little shocked because after we got through the Hugs from the little ones there standing with a big smile was my brother in-law (well, I guess actually officially my ex-brother in-law, but to me,  my brother in-law). Then the real shocker and a some what awkward moment as my Nephew (the one hooked on Meth) stood there with nothing really to say about anything. The night would pass quietly and still no signs of rage or anything even close to what everyone said was going on—but soon, very soon the eye of the storm would come into my life.

We woke up one morning and you could tell that my Nephew was on edge and as we sat on the driveway talking about what we were going to do to help him,,,,he simply turned into the devil. This was unreal, I’d never seen anything like it, I’d never heard anything like this… The insistence use of foul language, the rage, anger, threats… and them all of a sudden, a calm would take over and the Nephew I knew would kind of come back. This just seemed to be a pattern that would come and go and at times and you really did not know what to expect, and the days that he was not around, but knowing he could show up at any moment–I mean,,,even the noise of the ice maker would make us all jump.

The night that it all hit me the hardest was not the night the hurricane blew over, but it was the night that the volcano erupted. My nephew exited the room he was in with a tremendous amount of rage after knowing he was not going to see his kids that night. Words and insults flew in the direction of my sister and her daughter just could not take it any more and she more or less went to defend her Mom asking him to back down (talk about guts) and then the verbal attack turned to her and she just could not take it anymore and she actually slapped him. Did he deserve it yes,,,smart to slap a someone on Meth… no not really, but tensions were choking us all out. As fast as this happened it all seemed to be taking place in slow motion and after she slapped him, he hauled on and smacked her with a wild look of total out of control rage. Before I knew it all I could see was the wild in his eyes up close and personal as I went in for the take down. To this day I still do not remember opening the door and rushing in. My brother in-law was right behind me and as we managed to gain control I just could not believe what was going on. Most likely on of the scariest, confusing, and saddest days of my life.

The cops eventually did show up and the full-nelson hold that I had on him did it’s job, but would you believe that at one time he lifted both my brother in-law and me up off of the floor, and my brother in-law is a big dude. My nephew was only held for 12 hours for being under the influence—and don’t ask why only 12 hours. The laws in California are crazy and all is being done to protect those that break the law and not much else is done for the victims.

We all just kind of stood there in dis-belief of what just happened and I proceeded to have some Rum n’ Coke and the adrenaline was still rushing through my body. It got to the point that all I could do was to go and be with Debbie, that was all I could think of—go to Debbie. I was not sure of what to expect when I opened the door but as I walked in there she was and as she hugged me I just broke down and cried and all the tension fell away and the adrenaline just melted away,,, all I could say was “it was my Nephew, he is my Nephew and I had to fight him”. The next thought that came to my mind was my own daughters and I proceeded to call them as well,,,and of course all I got was their voice mail—-.

A time and night I will never forget, a time and night I want to forget. Please continue to pray for us, my Nephew, his children, his Mom who is my sister and I know she so wants him to reach out for help. Please pray for all families caught up in this hurricane of fear and insanity,,,pray for those caught in Meth-Ology