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LeftBehind
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Whoever you are...wherever you are...please stop what you are doing. My ex-husband, a poly-drug user, died of a fentanyl overdose on Valentine's Day. He shattered everything in his life, my life, and our daughter's life. Is it really worth it? The depth of my suffering is unimaginable. Put it down...whatever it is...life is too short to spend it drugged out of reality. He suffocated because the fentanyl shut down the breathing centre in his brain. Suffocated. Alone. I wonder what his last thought was. Did he see his daughter's face? She'll never know him. Ever.