When it was apparent to us, and the professionals working with our son that he needed more help than any of us were able to give, I turned to these people and said, "Where do I start? Where can I find the kind of help he so desperately needs?" I was appalled to find out that not one of them had any answers or direction for me. Not his school counselors, his teachers, the law enforcement liaison officer for his high school, our minister, or even our family therapist nor any of her colleagues. They all agreed he urgently needed help, but they did not have even one suggestion, or any direction of where to begin looking. I asked each of them if they had known another family who had dealt with similar problems? They all said yes. Hadn't any of those families been able to find help that had worked for them? They all just looked blank and said they were sorry. None of them knew what to recommend for me. A helpless feeling gripped my heart. My son's life was at stake. I wasn't asking for any guarantees, I was looking for some direction. I was shocked, appalled and frightened. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know we weren't the only family that had faced this type of crisis. It was at that moment of realization that I understood I was on my own to figure this out before it was too late. How I wished someone would have been willing to share what had worked for their family. I vowed to myself then, that when I found a resource that worked for us, I would return and share it with those people. For I didn't want one more family to be left without some direction as they sought needed resources for the child they loved.

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