Addiction is rampant in our society, yet so many people don't feel comfortable talking about it because of the stigma attached to drug use. For six years, my family lived through addiction, the chaos it brings, and the grief of how much it changed my family. Those six years were nothing short of pure hell. However, the last year was the worst of all. That was the year my son overdosed on heroin. Life since then has been difficult and lonely. The grief has been overwhelming and all-consuming. The pain was so unbearable, that I turned to writing as therapy for my soul. My writing began as journal entries which, in turn, led to creating a blog. The blog allowed me to voice my pain and frustrations openly, but I felt the need to do more. Because addiction is so prevalent, I felt the need to share my journey with others...to let them know that they aren't alone, that addiction is no respecter of persons, and that there are many people out there that understand their journey. In sharing my story, I hope to make other parents aware that it can happen to your family. Regardless of your place in society, your degree hanging on the wall, or the faith you hold dear, addiction can destroy your family.