I found my son that night under a palm tree, not soaking in the picturesque scenery but lost in the throes of heroin. The image of him, so vulnerable and ensnared in his struggle, is etched in my mind permanently.

That moment under the palm trees was not just a shock; it was a revelation wrapped in devastation. It exposed the harsh reality that addiction knows no boundaries, no matter how strong a family may seem.

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