In the back of my mind I knew that this day might’ve happened. On June 8 my sister called me and told me my nephew was dead. I still haven’t come to grips with it. I can still hear him calling me “Tita Jessica“ it’s not fair. I’m angered. It’s a senseless death. According to the detectives they assume fentanyl was the cause of his death. There were more drugs on the scene, but fentanyl is the suspected cause. I just don’t know what was going through his head. I know the last conversation I had with him I yelled at him about the mistakes he was making. I will forever feel guilty. I’m hurt. I’m left trying to pick up the pieces for myself and for my sister. My first nephew and the first grandchild. Tita loves you. ❤️
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