I was texting with my oldest daughter and she told me that a friend of hers had passed away, when I asked her what happened it only took one word …. Fentanyl.
The drug culture today is so scary. I had met this young man on a couple of occasions and I do remember him. He took Xanax laced with the Fentanyl. It took me back and shook me to my core.
Xanax is my drug a choice and what ultimately led me to treatment and sober living. I never bought it off the street, I always got it from the pharmacy. But had I gone much further in my addiction, I could see myself going to the streets. Things were getting that serious. I did look at getting drugs from the internet. I even went so far as to pay the “sign up” fee, but I never went through with it. I am so grateful I didn’t quite reach that point. I am grateful that I got the help I needed, even though it took me several years and many relapses to get to this point of sobriety.
This young man who died is my daughters age … 23. To young to die. Drugging in todays society is so much more intense than in years past … It is deadly. I feel for the family and friends of this young man who was really just a kid. I am really sad for a life lost. But I can find gratitude for how how my life has turned around.
Recovery is a beautiful thing