I lost a dear friend just about a month ago- he was on life support for weeks. It was obvios he was gone before they even got him on the ventilator... someone said, "hey even if he has brain damage" think about that statement. There's something to be said for dying with dignity. They took him off life support and the poor son of a bitch refused to give up for almost two weeks. We had to sit there and watch him whither away, but he was already gone... Phreex is gone- doens't matter whether his chest moves with each breath of the ventilator- he as a person is gone. It's time to start grieving- and it's a process that never ends. I feel for his friends, his family- and him. I'm detoxing right now because I don't want to die from heroin- but I'm also probably scoring tonight because I just can't take it... It's the inevitable end unless you chose otherwise.
Use smart- I judge no one that chooses to use. I for one want not to use. But I will probably use tonight. Educate yourselves. Realize that you too may one day overdose- have a plan. Have someone with you that knows what to do.
And to those most close to him- my deepest sympathies- grieve- it's okay. The person you see in that bed with all those tubes- that's not Phreex... Phreex is gone. Grieve.
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