My son took oxycontin at a party in 2002 and immediately became addicted. Our nightmare began. The Oxycontin soon became heroin and my son was off and running. After many (and I mean many) detoxes, halfway houses and sober houses, while in a psych unit visiting my son, I met a woman who told me about a new group, Learn to Cope, and suggested I go. I did, and 11 1/2 years later I still go to my Monday night meeting in Brockton. In fact, I have become a facilitator. My son ended up committing a robbery to support his heroin addiction and my friends from LTC went to Court with me and held my hands as he was sentenced to 5-7 years in State Prison. They have always come when times were tough, talked me “off the ledge” several times, taught me how to “cope” with this horrible nightmare and supported me every step of the way. If it were not for LTC, I do not believe I would be able to enjoy my son’s 6 1/2 year sobriety and, after he is released in 2 weeks, able to sit and listen to him speak at my Monday night meeting. Joanne Peterson even visited him in prison, which meant so much. Learn to Cope has been my rock, my savior, my hope. To spend time with others in your same situation and to receive such support from them means more than words can say.