Micheal struggled with anxiety, depression and addiction. He was clean for 10 years and in the past 3 years he struggled with relapses. His final relapse killed him on my birthday. Micheal was a good son, had a heart of gold, loved me so much, and even through his own pain. He helped others. He loved drawing, photography, music, gaming and he loved his dog, Kesia. She was with him when he overdosed. Poor baby misses him. But she's our baby now and she's a part of him. I will love and miss my beloved son the rest of my life. I miss his love, face, hugs and his laugh. He's free now, my boy is free.💙 Love, "Moommmy"