crap

T-Man had very big bags under his eyes today.  When he went outside to have a smoke my gut told me to check his room.  I haven't done THAT in awhile.  So I look under his bed, see computer dust spray, leave it and then I didn't say a word to him.  A bit later I check back to see if it's still there while he's having another smoke and it was gone.  Thankfully, I had my parent/family support group tonight.  Now I feel better and more collected as to how I'm going to address it to him.  Cannot ignore the elephant in the room but I need to keep my sanity and not let this take over me.  The inhalant usage is bothering me and I am concerned and worried but I'm determined to put it in our dear Lord's hands.  And I will pray for my son.....