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Probably the hardest thing I ever had to do was tell my teenager he could no longer live with me due to ongoing drug use, theft and threats of violence.  To know he was 'on the streets' was misery but I finally had to accept that I wasn't helping him by keeping him warm and dry. 

I was grateful that he continued to keep in contact so I was more fortunate than many.  After many cold, wet nights along the river and same very intense meth use, he finally scared himself into treatment so I believe i made the right choice 

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