Having a really fucked week. Talked my long time friend of 38 yrs into rehab. Gave him support and when he transitioned to sober living I continued the support. The problem was he waited so long until he was having health issues. A large mass on his liver with 5 smaller ones. Gave him the support a caring family member would give. This past Saturday I visited him in the hospital and singed hospice forms and POA as he has no family here. He to me to go take care of myself and stop worrying about him as I just found out I'm having heart issues. He shook my hand and thanked me for being a good friend. Little did I know 3 days I would receive a call he passed away. This shit hurts. Putting his belongings out by the dumpster so some poor soul can have what he left behind. I can go on and on about the ills of drugs bit we all know that shit. So I'll just say it again because I feel it deep within, This Shit Hurts.
