Maybe four, or five? Some on purpose, some by accident. He always says he wants to die and is disappointed when he wakes up to see that his suicide attempt hasn't worked. Earlier this week was an intentional overdose. He was breathing but I could not rouse him. I typically would have just kept an eye on him but for some reason I felt it was too serious so I called 911. At the ER they gave him a dose of Narcan (everyone should have this if they have an opiate addict living under their roof, I don't but need to get some). He was so pissed off that he got woken up out of his high. More later.
Melancholy by nature, life has thrown me some serious issues to deal with. I try to be positive. People think I am friendly and nice. This is where I write about my son's heroin addiction, the son I lost, the pain of depression and the beauty that can be found in the small moments.