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247 pages, Paperback
First published September 8, 2014
No more shame, no more silence.Now, six years later, I am still (and I recognize that I will always be) the father of an addict. And even though the same pain, frustration, anger, sorrow, and despair are still with me, I now feel that I can talk openly about it. And so I write this short review of The Joey Song which affected me as much and in the same way as did Beautiful Boy.
Once upon a time I was just a regular mom, stumbling through parenthood like everyone else – and then I had to figure out how to be the mom of an addict. I had to figure out how to love my child without helping to hurt him, how to grieve the loss of my child who's still alive without dying, and how to trade shame and blame for strength.
My baby grew up to be an addict. There was a time when I believed a mother's love could fix anything, but it can't fix this.
The life of a parent loving an addicted child is hard to explain; it's sort of like grieving his death and fighting for his life at the same time.