So I am 26 now, and 4 of my closer friends from highschool are now dead. The first 2 were from drug overdoses, the first being my best friend all through highschool and for a few years after. I cut contact because I got married, and had to straighten myself out if I planned on making anything out of myself. Anyway, he overdosed on Heroin. Myself and a few friends cleaned out his room for his grandmother, and the things we found filled our hearts with sorrow for him. It is sad.
Second friend passed almost exactly a month later, from drug overdose. A mix of prescriptions. The last time I saw this one was at the funeral for the first. I gave him a hug, and told him to take care of himself. He didn't listen.
3rd friend made it until last year just about. I fought to keep this one around, I told him if he ever considered turning to drugs to numb his pain, he needed to call me. We lived an hour away, so he was welcome to come to our house and just take a mini vacation amongst close friends. He fooled me, I thought he was clean, until he put a bullet into his heart in an attempt to stop hurting the people he loved. This one hit me the hardest, the others I hadn't really spoken to in the months leading up to their deaths, but this one I had just seen and spoken to, and given a hug to, 3 days before he ended his life.
Fast forward to today, another friend gone. This one called me the day before halloween, the 2 year anniversary of the first friend's death. I Debated calling him back, wish I would have now, because I just got the news that he is dead. I don't have the details, not that it really matters... Every other friend before this was drug related.
Moral? No powder, no pills, if it grows in the ground it's probably OK. Smoke your weed kids, eat a few mushrooms for fucks sake. But please, please don't turn to pain killers. Oxycontin is fun, until you can't get it anymore so you turn to heroin because it's cheap. You think nothing is wrong because you are IN that life.... But it will fucking kill you, mark my words.
Second friend passed almost exactly a month later, from drug overdose. A mix of prescriptions. The last time I saw this one was at the funeral for the first. I gave him a hug, and told him to take care of himself. He didn't listen.
3rd friend made it until last year just about. I fought to keep this one around, I told him if he ever considered turning to drugs to numb his pain, he needed to call me. We lived an hour away, so he was welcome to come to our house and just take a mini vacation amongst close friends. He fooled me, I thought he was clean, until he put a bullet into his heart in an attempt to stop hurting the people he loved. This one hit me the hardest, the others I hadn't really spoken to in the months leading up to their deaths, but this one I had just seen and spoken to, and given a hug to, 3 days before he ended his life.
Fast forward to today, another friend gone. This one called me the day before halloween, the 2 year anniversary of the first friend's death. I Debated calling him back, wish I would have now, because I just got the news that he is dead. I don't have the details, not that it really matters... Every other friend before this was drug related.
Moral? No powder, no pills, if it grows in the ground it's probably OK. Smoke your weed kids, eat a few mushrooms for fucks sake. But please, please don't turn to pain killers. Oxycontin is fun, until you can't get it anymore so you turn to heroin because it's cheap. You think nothing is wrong because you are IN that life.... But it will fucking kill you, mark my words.
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