He was so kind and thoughtful and we were planning our future. We shared so much in the short time we had. He relapsed two weeks ago. His father had recently passed and he was struggling more than I knew. After the relapse he was so sorry and was trying so hard. We were texting everyday while he was staying with a friend from aa to regroup. He was sending me pictures of himself at meetings with his aa friends saying he was going to "keep trying until he got it right." We were sharing pictures back and forth a week ago. The last thing he said was that he loved them. We were supposed to get together in person on Monday. He didn't make it. I found out later that he died of an overdose on Sunday. I am having a hard time accepting this. I wish there was something more I could have done or said. I wish I had told him more about how I cared. I didn't want to bombard him because I knew he needed to focus on his recovery during that week. I tried to be there for him the best way I could. I wish I could have done more. This is really hard.
I'm so sorry for your loss. I pray for your strength with each passing day. I think you were there for him the best way you could. Everyone has woulda, coulda, shoulda thoughts. Its normal but in the end im sure the back and forth conversations you had meant alot to him.
I recently lost my person to overdose. We had only been together a few months. He had been clean for many years. Im destroyed by guilt because I asked him for a break. He texted me on day 30. And the next day he was gone. I cannot believe it. I want to be planning our future.
