Loving father, fiancé, brother, son, and friend. I miss his laugh, his smile, and his voice. Addiction is a horrible thing to suffer from, he said when he was not using drugs, he used to hate the person looking back at him in the mirror. He still battled demons that he never dealt with, which caused a relapse which led to his death. Did he think that would be the last time? Of course not, did he want to use? Of course not. The fact is no one does want to use, but you never know what someone is trying to escape from.
He always lit up the room when he walked in it. I miss him so much. If you know someone struggling with addiction, tell them you love them. It may be the last time you get to.