This story is about a boy named JJ, my son. I was blessed beyond words when he was born. He is the love of my life. By the time he was a junior in high school I had my suspicion that he may have been smoking pot. I was broken hearted and had no idea how to help him. Instead of helping him I just enabled him more. I continued to rescue him and give him money, cell phones, clothes, free room and board as he continued to steal from me. As time went on he had started taking ecstasy.