What were you doing last night? Were you pacing the living room? Were you sitting at the kitchen table, watching the clock on the microwave with your hands clasped in a silent prayer? Were you wondering where your son was? Were you worried something had happened to your daughter? Did you wait and watch as 10:00 p.m. turned into 3 a.m.?
If you spent last night or any number of nights doing this, you may have an ugly suspicion growing in the pit of your stomach. Something has changed, but what? Is your daughter coming home at all hours, not herself, out of it? Is your son sneaking out of school? Are his grades slipping? Have you noticed dilated pupils, slurred speech? When the worry is eating at your nerves as you’re staring at that clock, the idea that your child is using drugs has probably popped into your head. But it’s such an ugly thought, so when your child makes it home and the worry abates, you shove it aside. It’s just teen angst. It’s just how kids are.