sad. sad heartbreaking news in the form a simple picture. a belt. two baggies. a syringe. a seven year old boy without a mother. overdose. gone. dead. always.
someone i know. someone i’ve been. someone i don’t ever want to be again. someone that couldn’t or wouldn’t stop. doesn’t really matter which now does it?
we get so fucking caught up in the semantics of it all sometimes. who said what said where said why? whatever. simple truth. we’re battling a deadly disease. we get so far away from the gravity of it all, the bottom line being … we only have a chance at living any kind of life by active participation in a program of recovery. what that program is doesn’t really matter. just go.
tonight my friend will try to have to explain to his seven year old gorgeous blonde little boy … that “mommy” isn’t going to tuck him into bed. and every day after this one, that “mommy” is gone. how fucking sad. heart wrenching.
so all the bullshit we spout about … how important is it really? what’s the damn bottom line? you’re either working towards life. or death. no more excuses now. you know what you need to do. get busy … don’t be reduced to a picture of death. get. busy. live. recovery.
So sad Amy. There has been way too much of that lately. Scary! But, they say some of us have to die to set examples to others. I always hate hearing that, but guess thats the way it is. Prayers to the little guy, thats the saddest part of all! We need to pray for the still suffering……may their burdens be lightened.
I know who.. This was my story 17 years past..pisses me off that the Mom knew and could get it..this dease kills..and takes from us more then the life of the user .. it takes the innocence of the smallest of victims with out there permission..my heart is broken for yet another childhood effected by this amd a prayer to yet another parent that is only now..
You cant really blame the mother it is the addiction i think people in power should do more to help,If the mother cant help herself help the child!
so sad ur right i have been both ways my drug of choice i crack cocaine i have four kids and sevvryly have depresson i lost my kids before i strated using drugs i had a change to get them back and all and i didint it took me loosing my children to see where im at tody if only we could go back intime alot of us would i lost my kids and ddint listemn tell it was to late thas wht woke me up i beg freinds everyday an people i kno dont wait tell it too late cause its alo kiler when u loose ur kids it kills u when u looses them alot of u still have ur kids dont wait tell it too late get help reach out and more what ever u have to ive bee clean for 4yrs in dec and loveee it i realy do that is my high in live is being high on live u can do it it i stay clean for myself ad when my kids do come and find me one day i dont wnt them to find an old drunk mom or a drug addict mom u can do it i dd and i do terri
I kinda feel like we knew the same person. My cousin died last weekend of an OD. Ironic. This entry pretty much reflects my feelings exactly. So sad.
WOW SAD SAD SAD MY SISTER 33 YRS OLD AND IS A STRUGGLING HERION USER BUT HAS BEEN CLEAN SINCE 10/09 BUT NOT FROM OTHER DRUGS SOMETIMES I DREAM THE POLICE ARE AT THE DOOR AND THRY ARE TELLING ME SHE HAS OVER DOSED AND HER DAUGHTERS NEED FAMILY I HATE THIS FUCKEN DIASES YOU ARE RIGHT ITS A FIGHT TO LIVE OR FUCKEN DIE I WISH IF SHE PICKS DEATH JUST TO GET IT FUCKEN OVWER ALREADY BUT BEACAUSE IM IN RECOVERY AND A WOMAN OF GOD I HAVE TO HAVE APOSITIVE OUT LOOK TY FOR POSTING YOUR STORY HAV E-MAILED IT TO HER!! GOD BLESS YOU
You’re the one with the bainrs here. I’m watching for your posts.