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My son was 25 years old and had never done drugs besides marjiuana and drinking until he was 20. At 20 he began to use methampehtamines and did so for 4 months and that is all it took to get him felony charges and be sent to Regional Punishment Facility in Odessa, Arkansas for one year. While there he had the opportunity to leave that facility and be transferred to one that was faith based. And that is what he alone decided to do and he flourished, at his graduation he was the one to speak at the ceremony. Upon his release he hit the ground running in the right direction, got a job, got married, got his own place, and continuously kept up with all rules and regulations of his parole along with keeping all his fines and fees paid. During this time he did continue to smoke marijuana and drink. But not once did he go back down that road with meth nor would he associate with the people he knew that were in the problem, including me his own mother. I have been a drug addict his entire life along with his father and I'll admit he went through alot as a child and a teenager but when I became homeless and needed somewhere to stay him and his wife let me move in with them but not without scrict rules. None of my friends or drugs allowed and this continued. Then not too long after i moved in his brother who was 16 at the time and having problems of his own moved in with us also and it was assumed that I as his mother would be caring for him,making him do his homework, and all the things required to keep a 16 year old in line. Only I was still in the problem and wasnt doing what needed to be done so at 21 he took on the role of big brother making sure his homework was done and making him go to work with him every saturday. At one point I even left and his brother stayed with him. eventually he got caught up in his classes got a job of his own and moved back with his dads mother. And not to very long later i was back to living with him and his wife. In around a year later they found another place in the country and we moved there. Some time past and his wife left him and he was devestated. So we found a one bedroom apartment and he and I moved there. He had moved on and his wife tried killing herself and so they got back together and within 3 weeks he was dead. He had quit drinking for her and was having bad withdrawals and she was addicted to xanex so in no time he was also doing it. I cant tell you how many times i explained to them about pressed pills and you never know what they have in them, 3 days before he died she called me to come home because something was wrong with him and to bring narcan which i did and upon arrival i noticed his pale skin pin point pupils and all the signs that he had taken fentanyl so she went to work and i watched over him all night and 3 days later i found him dead in his room i had seen him 10 minutes before but had no idea and didnt hear him fall his 5 year old son was also there i got him up gave him narcan was giving him chest rubs and mouth to mouth but he was dead they brought him back to life with machines long enough for him to donate his liver and kidney he had 90% brain damage. He died officially on mothers day. I dont know what i am supposed to get from this besides to save any one else from having to endure this heartache. He was my everyday thing we were so much alike but so different he was a great man funny talented and had a good heart that believed in the lord and i want to be able to tell his story along with any others so that we may save others from this same heartbreak as there is nothing like it. We have to spread the information of this deadly drug he had no idea he wasnt doing a xanex and just needed to calm his shaking from stopping drinking. I cant bring him back but i can make it so that his death wasnt for nothing. there are many out there still unaware that this deadly drug is in pills meth even dabs which is marijauana.. Help me fight this new epidemic and save the children yours and everyone elses i owe it to my son to try. Contribute   Right arrow
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