

Naomi
was nine
when she
was taken
in to care
as her parent’s
heroin use
threatened
her welfare.
Naomi’s
mum came
off heroin
last year.
Now,
a year on
at the age
of 16, Naomi
decided that
it was time
to tackle
her own cannabis
and alcohol
use. After
speaking
with her
social worker
she was referred
to the Leicestershire
Substance
Misuse Team
to see if
they could
help:
Naomi’s
Story
I have been
in care for
years, but
I have always
had close
contact with
my family.
My Nan would
look after
me if she
could, but
she is too
old to be
caring for
a teenager.
She
is always
going on
about me
using cannabis
and drinking
too much – constantly
telling me
that I will
end up like
my Mum. But,
I have always
sworn that
I would never
touch heroin
like my parents,
as I’ve
seen what
it’s
done to them
and our family.
I started
smoking dope
and drinking
when I was
about 13.
It was something
I did with
my friends
to have fun
and chill
out.
Having grown
up with drugs
and alcohol
I never saw
taking cannabis
as a big
thing. It
chilled me
out when
I got angry
and made
me feel calmer
about things.
But, I had
started to
rely upon
it to get
to sleep
at night
and it was
taking up
all my spare
cash.
Alcohol
wise, well
I’m
a pretty
girl. Getting
drunk every
weekend isn’t
a good thing
and I was
fed up of
being seen
like that.
My
Nan had
booked us
a holiday
at a resort
in Skegness
for two weeks
over the
Easter break.
I knew that
I wouldn’t
be able to
get hold
of any gear
or alcohol
while I was
away, so
I decided
to use the
time kick
my habit.
I
knew that
I couldn’t
do it on
my own, so
I told my
social worker
what I was
planning
and she referred
me to the
Substance
Misuse Team
for some
help.
My Nan came
with me to
the meeting
at the social
care building
in Wigston
as she wanted
to know what
to expect
when I went
cold turkey.
We met with
my drug worker
and we started
by talking
about my
history,
my drug use
and what
I could expect
when I stopped
using cannabis.
As
I had relied
on cannabis
to get to
sleep for
such a long
while, she
explained
that I might
have a problem
getting to
sleep at
night, as
I would experience
psychological
withdrawal.
But, the
resort we
were staying
at had loads
of activities
on offer,
so my drug
worker suggested
that I did
as much as
possible
during the
day to ensure
that I was
tired at
night.
I
wasn’t
so worried
about coming
off the drugs
and alcohol;
instead I
was more
concerned
about keeping
off them.
My drug worker
asked me
if my mates
would support
me, or try
and get me
drinking
again, but
I told her
that I was
more concerned
about my
own will
power. I
know that
I don’t
want to start
using again,
but seeing
my mates
getting drunk
and having
a laugh might
make me want
to drink
again.
My
drug worker
explained
that coming
off the drink
and drugs
wasn’t
just a matter
of will power.
It’s
about doing
other things
with my time
and looking
for other
activities
to do.
I
left the
meeting feeling
pretty confident.
I knew it
wouldn’t
be an easy
ride, but
I sort of
knew I could
do it.
My Nan was
really chatty
when we got
out. She
had asked
lots of questions
while we
were there,
and I think
it had settled
a few things
in her own
mind about
my Mum. The
drug worker
had explained
to her that
I had made
the first
step by asking
for some
help and
that this
was something
I had to
do myself,
rather than
something
she could
do for me,
all she needed
to do was
be there
for me.
We
went on
holiday
a few days
later. I
was really
looking forward
to doing
new things,
but was a
bit worried
about how
I would be
without the
drugs.
There was
loads of
stuff to
do in the
day. So I
decided I
would try
as much as
possible
to make sure
I was tired
at night.
I
loved going
to the
pool, but
I hadn’t
realised
how unfit
I was. I
could only
manage a
couple of
lengths at
first so
I set myself
targets each
day and my
Nan would
time me.
By the end
of the holiday
I was doing
loads of
lengths and
was starting
to feel pretty
good about
myself.
It
wasn’t
easy though.
Even though
I swam every
day and had
taken part
in almost
every activity
on offer,
I still found
it quite
hard to sleep
some nights.
I was also
quite irritable.
The silliest
things would
get to me,
like when
my Nan moved
my shoes
or if I couldn’t
find something.
I
didn’t
come back
cured like
I thought
I would.
I was still
pretty irritable
and had some
problems
sleeping
for a while.
But, I carried
on swimming
when I got
back and
I am really
enjoying
it, I have
also met
some really
nice people.
I
haven’t
touched cannabis
since before
the holiday.
My mates
have been
really supportive
and it’s
quite funny
watching
them make
fools of
themselves
when they
are drunk.
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