Addiction is hell

Lost my godbrother a few days ago. He got sent home for being messed up at work, got into it with his gf and apparently went to his dealers/friends house. Did some heroin in the bathroom and overdosed. The guy saw he had OD’ed, sent a text to his friend to come pick him up, and left for work. Just left him there. He was still alive. By the time he came back, he was gone. His brother told me the cops are looking into it and charges are likely. This has fricked my family up so bad. He was the sweetest soul. He was SUCH a gentle soul. Say what you will about addicts, they are people. They’re your neighbor, your sister, sometimes they’re you. He’d been living in South La, and was clean, but he moved back to where heroin was readily available a few months back. I’m kicking myself for not taking more pictures with him, but I have so many memories from this summer. Just wish that wasn’t all I was left with.
If you’re an addict and you need help, please get it. If you need someone to talk to, reach out to someone or reach out to me. I can’t describe the pain our family is going through right now. This sucks so bad. I wish more than anything I could talk to him one more time and see him instead of knowing the last time I’ll see his face in him lying in a coffin.