Thank you, I am comforted in the outpouring of encouragement, empathy, and wisdom.
Yesterday was rough. Dates, such as the two month mark, trigger by marking the passing of time without my son. I had four hours with him from the time he arrived until he died. I don't want the memory of those 4 hours to fade.
He suffered greatly as an addict.
I have always understood that no matter how much sorrowd our addicted loved ones create, no one suffers more than them.