Got a call from my dad this morning that my cousin (best friend when I was growing up, and same age 28) was found dead from a drug overdose. Fucked up because we never knew he had a drug problem. Actually had turned around his life 3-4 years ago, lost 100 lbs, got confidence, got a girlfriend.. Guess he lost his job and then started doing drugs a year ago and recently said life wasn't worth living.
No need for the sorry's / RIP's, just a reminder for this time of year when it's easy to fight/argue with family over petty shit.
No need for the sorry's / RIP's, just a reminder for this time of year when it's easy to fight/argue with family over petty shit.