I planned on writing a piece that others could identify with, that is about how those of us connected to those who die this way are left with no goodbyes, no so longs, no ....
I have photos of my friend sleeping in the streets, of his deteriorating condition, of his death approaching. When his father told me "thank you for helping my son" and "his mother always thought he'd die this way" my life was challenged changed forever. Not sure why it affects me the way it does. I had a job picking up dead bodies when I was younger. I lost my whole immediate family years ago,and I suffered loses through the years that would break many ... yet, this loss has wounded me deeply.
My friend was a sweet, troubled young man, who in the end paid a very high price for a terrible decision one day in his life. I found this link back in 2016 when I met him. I can attest that the person I knew was not this young man. He passed away in 2022, at age 36. The same issues that led him into making a terribly poor choice back in 2007, led to his tragic death in 2022.
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