This hit like a train. I was Jack in highschool, addicted to heroin, destroying my family for 4 years. In and out of rehab. At one point my mother chased me through her house with me holding a needle full of heroin over her head, she had caught me using in the bathroom, I didn't want to let the hit go. My mother died a little over a month ago, brain cancer, from diagnosis to death it happened in 5 months. Reading thi…
A few months ago I watched a child, maybe 11-13 years old, run out of a hospital barely clothed. A security guard ran after him and must have wrestled something away. Then the child kept jumping for what the guard was holding, like jumping for a toy. The mother ran after him with clothes.
I felt so bad for the family.