Members chickensoupboots Posted January 21, 2010 Members Report Share Posted January 21, 2010 I lost my 22 year old son Ben to a heroin overdoes June 20 2009. He had moved back home in April and one Sat morn we are drinking coffee and tea, petting the dog , and talking about good fried rice. I left for work and at 10:30 got the call from my husband. I can't stop crying. I don't know how to be in this world anymore. I feel so heavy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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