I knew him some years ago, he was a grad student, married with two kids. Smart, personable, he was deeply into Buddhism and meditating. Even though he spent hours a day at it, his wife didn’t mind because it made him so relaxed and calm.
They broke up. He got into heroin and, I just learned, od’ed a few years ago.
What a complete total waste of what looked to be a promising life.
Hey, maybe you smoke a little weed, and that’s probably a victimless ‘crime.’ But this, two teenagers no longer have a father, and that’s not victimless at all. Then there’s what he put them and his ex- through while he was using. And yes, I have been there. Back in the 60’s I was addicted to meth for a while. It was ugly, and so was I.
“I’ve seen the needle
and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie’s
like a settin’ sun.”
— Neil Young, Needle and the Damage Done