My stepdad was a crackhead. 1 story I remember is that my moms van went missing, and I saw it on the way home parked at a grocery store while I was on the school bus. I told her and she went to pick it up of course. Turns out my step dad got caught stealing meat out of the store so he could sell it somewhere else to get crack money. Seeing 100 different situations like this growing up solidified in my mind to never do hard drugs.