No Man is an Island- guest post from a loved one
Names have been changed No Man is an Island June 24th 2009 my phone rings. On the other end is my wife. For five minutes all I can hear is alternating between crying and screaming. Finally she breaths enough to tell me her son is dead -- come home. It had happened as it often does. He had been found in his Grandmother’s bathroom cold and blue. Benzodiazepine and heroin were the cause. He had just gotten out of detox but was also facing time for possession. His addiction was so strong that even after g etting popped for copping he went right back to the same spot and got busted again . He was scared of the prison time that was coming. We will never know if it was an accident or running away from jail. John wasnt always like this. Addiction was a slow and steady progression. Th...