Kevin my gentle son, always said he had a wonderful childhood, sports, music, friends. But when addiction took a grip on him he lost everything, most of all his feeling of pride. He used to say I wish I had cancer mom because then people would help me. There’s not a lot of hope for addicts. It’s a difficult lifelong uphill battle. It’s a sad existence and the family suffers through it also. It wasn’t addiction per say that killed Kevin. He committed suicide because he was embarrassed by what he had become. People used to say “just stop”. If you understand addiction at all you know it’s not that simple. So let’s get the word out! We love you Kevin. Still waiting for you to come through the door and say “hey ma”.