My son was beautiful, funny, caring, and full of life. He was dealt a disease that he never asked for. He suffered anxiety and as well as low self esteem. He often would use the words I can’t be alone in my own head. This is what lead him to search for peace and silence his brain. Sadly he self medicated at first, which ultimately always leads to addiction. He wanted out terribly. He made several attempts to heal but never could get past the stigma from his addiction. His last text before his poisoning read. “. I’m tired of feeling like this”. I want to stop. He didn’t want to die. He always talked about being a dad one day. He wanted love and a family more than anything. He would always say I just want someone to hug me. He was lonely and his heart longed for a better life. He is missed beyond words.