Pops calls me at 7:45 this morning and wakes me up to ask what time he should come through the house. I say "9 or 10"...he responds with "Ok...your cousin OD'd last night....autopsy is on Monday. Your aunt found him dead in his room."
Really? Can you let me at least process what day and time it is before you bounce that kind of information my way?
Anyhow, 2nd person in less than a year I've lost to an OD....not cool. Turns out little cousin had a smack problem....and one of my old friends OD'd from a mixture of street and prescription pills back in August.
Not here for sympathy or anything...just want to tell those of you who choose to partake to possibly reconsider. The shit is just fucked up...especially when your family has to find out the hard way.
Really? Can you let me at least process what day and time it is before you bounce that kind of information my way?
Anyhow, 2nd person in less than a year I've lost to an OD....not cool. Turns out little cousin had a smack problem....and one of my old friends OD'd from a mixture of street and prescription pills back in August.
Not here for sympathy or anything...just want to tell those of you who choose to partake to possibly reconsider. The shit is just fucked up...especially when your family has to find out the hard way.