We have friends and neighbors whose children died
from overdoses at home, turning the home into a crime scene. Another friend’s
son shot himself, so the parents were unable to view the body. The three
examples in the paper that I listed yesterday encapsulated some of my worst
fears for Andrew and me while he was alive.
That he might end up in prison, that he might
accidentally injure another person. Once, the police arrested Andrew for
driving the wrong way down a busy highway after medicating himself for
sleeplessness.
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