When I take my Neurontin my mom calls me names. "Drug adddict" "basket case." "You're making a mess of your brain," she says. Eventually, worn down by the ridicule and name calling I stop taking up my Neurontin and end up a mess. How can I not yield to her calling me a drug addict, convincing my confused brain I don't need this "cancer potion" and that I'm not a drug addict as she calls me nearly every day. I achieve one hour of sleep without Neurontin. I achieve an average of five to six hours a night on it. How can I make her see, I've been trying to convince her for four years it's good for me. All I've ever dreamed of is parents supportive of healing from this deadly disease that kills 1/5 people from exhaustion? Are your parents supportive of your meds? My dad is overboard supportive wants me to take shots in the leg. My mom would rather have me lose my mind than pop a Tylenol... Help me, I'm drowning. Forever. I have no sense of autonomy. After three weeks I stop taking everything as prescribed and lapse into a blob.Granted Neurontin will make you stupid and horny like pot but it all makes me sleep.