Hi Kelly, just wanted to say thanks for liking my post on Drug overdose awareness picture. I was so humbled and felt my Son died with being loved. All these parents feel my grieve. He was my best friend, I tried every feasible outlet to help him. he was a Chronic Alcoholic as well developed mental illness. his last few years were hell on Earth. He was suffering terribly from the 2. He was in every rehab center, half was houses, had a huge network of Social workers, and yet, his demons won. I was the one who found him dead. I was on my lunch break, Aug.3, 2011. I was with the Police, his phone was busy for 24 hours, I felt it Kelly. I called the Police from work, they picked me up at my job, I had to go to the office to get a key, because they would not let the Police enter. But since I was his Mom, they gave me the key. I remember walking down the hallway, on the 2nd floor, put the key in, and opened the door. I walked in 1st. At first, I didn't see him, his computer was on, lights were on. Then I turned around and saw him, he was on his knees in the corner of his living room, slumped over his small stand he used for his TV. His face was looking into the living room, his eyes were thankfully shut. His skin was very purple. I fell. My dear Son was in that position for 24 hours. I did touch him. He was like cement. This is my reality. I can't get that image out of my head. His blood alcohol level was .314. he was well doubled an RX, probably on accident. So, my Son is gone. He was my little Soul mate. My last conversation was with him on Midnight, Aug.1st. I told him to go to bed, Said I love you! He did try calling back @ 1:30 a.m., I didn't get the phone, I had to be up @ 5:00 a.m. and I will never never forgive myself for that. I feel tremendous guilt.
Keep up your mission to help others like him. God bless you Kelly. Thank God you made it! You now have a very important purpose, to help others. Love you, Sally
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