Two days ago my good friend’s brother overdosed on heroin and died. I found out today and spent the whole day throwing up, crying, and trying to talk to my friend and his family. I’ve never had a friend die. I pray to God that when he died he was somewhere other than at home and it wasn’t his parents who found him, but I really don’t want to ask. What a terrible weekend.
The terrible part was he had just gotten his life back together and had been clean for months. He had just gotten married. He had a kid on the way…
Anyone else experience loss like this? I feel like this is all a bad dream. It’s surreal, really.
I had something like this happen to me a while back. First time I’d had someone close die. Was fucking soul destroying. Everything feels so unreal Took me a good while for me to stop feeling dazed. I feel for you bro, not much else can be said, it all sounds cliche.
Hope you feel better soon bro, good to get things out, I found that helped me a lot (and a shitload of Jah) if you need to talk about stuff theres heaps of people here who will have good words. Hit me up on MSN/AIM if you want.
(Warning: cliche follows…) It’s so weird, really. I think it’s easy to forget that at some point all your friends are going to die, and so are you. Not that anyone wants to think about it. But it happens. But when people die the way he did it’s just so frustrating I guess. I feel like there’s something I could have said or done. But there’s not. This is too much man…
It’s almost as if you feel immune to the whole life cycle until it hits home.
Its almost 4am, I have to be up and dressed at 9am. I’m never going to make it. On top of everything else, I have to work tomorrow. My boss won’t give me the day off because it’s not a death in my immediate family.
keep your eyes on the future. you’re going to reminded of this for a while, but keep on going. as bad as you feel now, you can’t stop living. if anything, live more- for him.
I’ve had alot of people pass away in my life, it sux but its part of life.
I believe once somebody pass away you have to celebrate there life, remember the good and learn from there bad. They will never come back, the only thing you have are the memories of that person.
You guys are all right, it’s just so hard. I was okay until the burial and I just lost it. I drive down the road everyday where my friend is buried.
Not that any of you really care, but I found out he was home alone and his father found him dead in their basement bathroom. I can’t imagine that moment of terror realizing your son is dead.
I’ll admit I’ve done my share of drugs. Do what you want, but for the emotional health of your family and friends stay away from heroin. I’m a religious man, and I pray that he finds serenity in the arms of God and that his family finds peace.
If your going to do drugs, for God’s sake be careful and know what your doing. Or you could leave a hole in the heart of your friends and family for the rest of their lives.
I found a close friend dead a few days after he OD on anti-psychotics a few years ago now. It was easily the hardest thing I’ve gone through in my life, I think the only thing that can really fix the initial pain and anguish is time, and other than that spending a lot of time with your friends and family.
The hardest death I’ve had to go through was from cancer, which is, of course, different.
But it’s still death, she was still young, and it was still really hard. It is cliche, but it’s cliche cause it’s true. It’s going to be hard, but you have to move forward. Because his life ended does not mean that yours should. You need to live your life and remind yourself every day how much of a blessing it is to have the love, passion, friends, experiences and joy you have.
Death is something that’s supposed to happen to old people and people you don’t know. It’s hard when it hits home.
It’s just hard because he didn’t deserve to die. Child molesters, rapists, and murders get away with hurting people and walk the streets full of life. But my friend has to die because he had a problem he couldn’t get help for.
No parent should ever have to bury their child. Ever.
Plus I remember the last thing he ever said to me. He had been sober for a couple months. I went to his house to pick up his brother and the last words he said to me were something like “just please be careful.” And then a month later I drive by the cemetery everyday on the way to work where he’s buried.
Yeah, it is. I had to come to grips with it real quick when my mom was diagnosed with cancer. She got better, but once she got diagnosed my mentor and friend passed from it.
No one deserves to die. Even people that are terrible, horrible, demonic, evil people don’t DESERVE death.
But it takes us all eventually. This is something that I had a really good conversation with my mother about, after she lost both her parents. Speak to your elders. I can assure you they’ve been through it too.
That’s a good point. No one deserves to die, and even if they did, who are we to judge that?
I tried talking to my parents about it. I’m only 19 and I still live at home. About a year ago I got in some trouble with drugs that landed me in the hospital a couple times. Long story short, when I tried to talk to my parents about my friend, they brushed it off and said something along the lines of “who cares? he was a heroin addict.”
I’ve never been more furious at my parents for their lack of understanding. I just wish people could see he wasn’t just some dirty dope fiend. He was a human being. It kills me.
Sometimes it’s hard for people to understand. I’ve never been involved with drugs, but I have lots of friends that have been. And I am fortunate to have family that has been and can relate to experiences I’ve had.
Don’t be angry at them. Most likely they are angry at the people who are involved in that part of life because of what it did to you. Do you have friends who have lost people to drugs? If so you might want to fall to them for help. It’s one thing to have all us awesome people in internet land, it’s something else to have it in front of you
