I’d met a young man almost 30 years ago. We were on and off for years but I never forgot him. I know he had demons with drinking but never knew he had demons with hard drugs. He went on to marry, as did I. We spoke after our divorces, we were even going to meet but according to him, he’d changed. He had a horrible accident in 2011 and was prescribed narcotics. He said he gained a lot of weight, couldn’t work or go to the gym. THIS was a man who was very proud of his appearance. Anyway, he called, I missed the call and never heard from him again inspite of my many attempts. I even went to his house and didn’t knock on the door thinking he had it together and may not care to see me. Long story short when I went to contact him recently I Googled his name and to my shock found his obituary. I never got to tell him I loved him. I never got a chance to help him. Or just sit and listen to him. This is the biggest regret of my life. I cannot forgive myself. RIP K ❤️ I pray I’ll be reunited with you in Heaven. I’m so sorry.
In memory K
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