Day 2 Opioid Death

Updated: May 28, 2020


I didn’t sleep well last night. Rage consumed me. I’m so mad at Nathan for the pain his death is causing to his parents, his family, his friends, my son. I say to myself,


“If you weren’t dead, I’d slap you upside the head.“

I remember being furious after Art died. I’d yell at his side of the bed,


“If you weren’t dead, I’d kill you!”