"'I'm gonna start warming this up. You exhale. And then when I tell you to inhale, I'm gonna hit this with a match, and you're gonna inhale.' He said this all with a kind of reverence as if we were at some twisted church. I nodded.

'Okay, hit it.'"

Husband, father, crack addict... As a young man, Freddie Wilson's quest for acceptance and respect gets him into trouble when a friend forces him to try crack cocaine. The drug's effect blows his mind, and he immediately finds himself addicted. He spends the rest of the year shacked up in a hotel room in Nanaimo while his wife Tracey and his two small children eagerly wait for him to return home.

How did a bright young man from a loving home get involved with hard drugs? Looking at his life, we see that Freddie's journey was tainted by lies, stigma, and prejudice - but is also filled with love, joy, and redemption.

In Don't Judge Me, the author shares his thoughts on drug use and addiction, the lies we tell our children, and the truths we should be sharing with them instead. It is a brutal and honest depiction of drugs and society's view of those who abuse them.