Something I've never shared here on tengaged, not even to my closest friends 💔😢.
Today marks 4 years since my brother and best friend was taken away from us. 4 years ago on the night of Christmas Eve, I arrived home from work, excited to go to our annual family Christmas Eve party with my brother (we were living together at the time). It had been a weird day as he had failed to answer any texts or calls, but assumed he was just resting up for a fun night. I got home, knocked on his bedroom door, again, no answer, so managed to pick the lock to open it up. That is when I found him laying unresponsive to the wolrd against his bed, an image I will never forget.
It was at the time an apparent drug overdose (he was a recovering user and was clean for 8 months prior), but was later told by friends he had thought about trying it again at Christmas to bring some joy back. Unfortunately, this batch contained the deadly microdose of Fentanyl, he never stood a chance.
Hug your family and friends! Say I love you! Death is permanent and this is a harsh reminder, every year on Christmas Eve.
A couple weeks ago I was begged by a few people to join a Group Game with them (I never play group games and didn't really want to). Well here I find myself in final 3 of an 18 person cast!! I proved them all wrong and made them regret asking me to join!!
