The National Addiction Memorial honors the loved ones we’ve lost.

Took his own life away from his wife and children whom love him more than words could ever speak. Lost his life due to extreme depression. Loss after loss, blow after blow in life taking it everyday with a heavy addiction to alcohol as well. My love, my life, my everything. I'l never love again.

A son, a brother, a father. He is missed and loved by so many. He loved making everyone happy and had a contagious smile that would light up a room. He was my best friend, my backbone when losing two of his siblings. Gone but Never Forgotten

Perry had a heart of gold. He'd give his last shirt off his back in -40 weather to anyone who needed it just to see a genuine smile. He'd give anything to anyone just to prevent anyone from feeling the way he did growing up. He had bipolar and suffered severe abandonment issues after being shuffled around foster homes, new schools, etc. His father was in a bad semi-accident, which only contributed to his heart full of pain and destructive behavior. His dad passed 6 years ago. It tore his heart out and that's when he started his rough road down addiction. He started with his dads leftover pain pills, which lead to heroin use. He tried committing suicide with heroin right before we met. 💔 He stopped using heroin but meth was his demise. He dealt to feed his addiction, which led to several felony charges and he was facing prison time. Meth was ruining both of our lives fast. He wanted a family terribly so he decided to get clean and live a respectable life as a family man. He was sober a little over six months when his bipolar spun out of control. We fought, we argued, he took off and I guess he decided to get a bag, and that bag ended up tragically taking his life. He was a great man and our last conversation wasn't a good one...never leave your loved ones feeling angry. I don't care how mad you are never leave without saying "I love u".

Nicholas was an amazing father. His two girls were his whole entire world. He was a construction engineer, who loved his work and was a perfectionist. He took pride in being great at what he did and being able to provide for his wife and daughters. He was a proud son and the best little brother I could have ever had. We joked all the time. We had silly nicknames as kids and we have so many memories as kids. We will never know why this happened but I promise you Nicholas we will forever keep your memory alive. I will make it part of my life's mission to raise awareness of addiction and remove the stigma.

Missing you so much! We all love you to the ends of the Earth.

Merry Christmas from all of us ❤️

There’s not a day that goes by that we all don’t miss you! You were my best friend and I’m going to miss you so much! I know you’re in a far better place with God and that little sweet boy! I’ll do my best to take care of things down here for ya. Just save me a seat up there with ya!! I love girl! You’re the peanut to my jelly!!

Jeremiah was a beautiful boy. He loved animals and was loyal and loving. He fought addiction for years but after having his daughter in September 2018, we thought he was starting to overcome his demons. We were wrong and in January, he relapsed and ended his life in a drug induced psychosis. He left behind a devastated family who loves and misses him beyond measure.

My husband was an IV user of the pill diladas but he stopped using about five years ago. My husband overdosed on heroin and they didn't tell anyone. I'm so hurt.

I miss my brother so much. He was the best brother, uncle, and dad. He is missed so much and I wish everyday he was here.

Damien was such a kind soul. He always made people feel good about themselves. He is so very missed by everyone. He always made you feel good about yourself and always had a kind word to say. He was the most polite person. He would always hold doors open for people and always had a kind word to say. His nieces and nephews loved him so very much and I hope will never forget him. He always played with them and they loved him so very much. Life has definitely changed with him not here. He lived his last years in such torment because of this horrible disease. He became someone that we didn’t even know. He struggled so very hard with this addiction. I really thought he was on the road to recovery and then one night he never woke up. I truly hope that he did not suffer but in his real life he always did. He is so very sadly missed by everyone and I hope he knows how truly loved he was.

This was my dad!! He was kind, loving, and caring of others! He was in and out of prison and addiction all his life. He was only 63. He was tired and beaten. He lost the battle! One thing, if nothing else, he taught me ... keep fighting the good fight!! ( I have 14 months sober)

My son, Billy, was one of the most kindhearted and giving people. He always wanted to please me and make me proud, even though he suffered with his addiction. He always fought to show these gifts.
I will forever be empty and grieving for my baby boy. 💙🦋

He was the greatest person you'd ever met. Give the shirt off his own back to help the next. He was that best friend who was always there for you. Usually with a 12 pk and a fishing pole. He always made sure you left his place with your seat belt on and there was always room for 1 more person in the bed of his truck. He showed me hard work and family means everything. Miss my daddy dearly. And that big ole Smile he never lost.

Jay was not only my husband (married July 27, 2018) but my soulmate, partner, teammate, and best friend.

My children and I finally had the final puzzle piece we had been missing and longed for...Jay.

Jay was an amazing husband and stepdad to my 2 children. He had a heart of gold, breathed and bled American pride, a contagious laugh, a handsome smile, was hard working, adventurous, a jokester, and the list could go on and on...he had everything and more that I (we) longed for.

Battling addiction for most of his life, a demon he fought so hard to overcome, took him from a family who loved him more than anything, took a son from a mother who would have died to save him, took him from friends that were there from the beginning of his struggles...robbed so many people of such a beautiful human- a man I was lucky to call my husband if only for a short time.

When Jay died, a huge part of me died too, as we were to grow old together. Having so many future plans and a bucket list that kept getting bigger will be no longer.

I will NOT allow addiction to defy my forever and will make sure Jay is never forgotten.

Jay, aka Baby, as our saying goes, “Always and Forever/Forever and Always,” I will always love you forever and always my sweetest angel.

Love and miss you to the moon and back...to infinity and beyond.

Cassie Jo was a mother of two boys, AYDEN AND AXTON, who she loved with all of her heart until the day she passed. She was an addict and suffered with the life rollercoaster of wanting to get better, getting clean, but not knowing how to live life clean and sober, relapsing many times back into the lifestyle that she had developed for herself around her addiction to heroin and Xanax. She struggled with the cycle of sex work to make money to survive and feed her habit, as well as hurting ppl around her because her demons drove her to maintain her fix any way she could. BUT THIS WAS not the real her. THE REAL HER HAD TAKEN A BACK SEAT TO the addiction and false version of herself that took over and lead her to eventually lose her life, because her life choices and consequences had finally come up and hit her head on. SOME ppl who lose a loved one in this way that happen to be a parent believe that the addict chose the drug and lifestyle over their kids. But I DONT BELIEVE THAT IS WHAT SHE WAS DOING AT ALL. We make sure her kids always know that she was sick and her disease was so bad that it took her away from them...made her too sick to be able to function as a "normal" mother would.
She and I were friends, sisters, and sometimes enemies ….I ended up becoming the step mom to her boys and now helping to raise them in her absence. I forgive her for all of the memories that are not pleasant… and I try to always focus on the ones that were!!!!
LOVE CONQUERS ALLL>…. her story is a testimony that will now help others to change their lives before it's too late. SHE LEAVES BEHIND A POSITIVE MESSAGE!!

Amanda struggled.with drugs for the past 5 years. I know she tried so hard to kick it. She has a 9 year old daughter who she loved more than anything. I wish i knew what I could have done for her. And I hope she knows how much I love her and miss her. And I hope that I can have the love and patience that she had with her daughter. They had the strongest mother/daughter bond that I have ever seen.

My Alyssa was not an addict. She was great Daughter, a great big Sister, a great friend to those who knew her. Always kind, lovable, smart, good hearted, with a giant laugh and a great smile. I miss her so much. Sadly, she made one wrong choice by snorting heroin laced with fentanyl and ended her life. Breaking our heart forever. Alyssa you’re so missed 💔✝️

Ryan had a heart of gold and was always trying to help others. He struggled with addiction and after a lengthy time in recovery, he relapsed and overdosed..💔 😓😓😓😓

Aaron came into this world premature. He was the most handsome, bouncy, beautiful baby boy. My little Man, as I would call him. Aaron played baseball and got good grades in school. He had a hard time accepting the split up between his dad and I.
He was a handsome young man. He worked in the concrete world, he was a finisher. He was an awesome cook. He had one younger brother, and he had one older sister and two younger sisters. He has two beautiful children; Dom and Chloe. His addiction probably started when he was about 16 or 17. He went to a couple of treatment centers; he tried to fight it, but the drug won. My son passed the day after Easter. My biggest regret is I was not home when he passed. I love my boy and I miss him so. Merry Christmas my forever 29 angel.

My daughter's struggles with addiction began at a very young age, which is why these demons would not let go. Her brain was controlled by this drug as I personally witnessed a sweet innocent girl turn into a raging monster when she was in desperate need of the drug. We spent endless trips to rehab only to return home and use again. These drug dealers were ruthless in their endeavors to keep her their customer. She would beg and plead with me (for help) in a moment she was herself and then the demon himself would capture her thoughts back to seeking the drug that would eventually take her body and soul from those who loved her dearly. 

My best friend died on the street in San Francisco. He tried so hard to stay clean but his poor body just gave out. 💔😞