It is hard to accept that a human being that you raise with honor and preach to since he was old enough to understand english that honor is the only thing a man dies with and can take with him has been discarded for the sake of a chemical high.
As I begin to accept his tactics I understand his motives. I will not fight back using these tactics but I can prepare my defenses. When I am hurt by his actions it is because I allow him to hurt me. I can't help but believe that as his tactics fail on me he has to face his demons without a crutch that I have been for so many years. I guess this is all about enabling, again. Here I am again hoping logic can triumph in an illogical situation.