A dear friend of mine from high school died yesterday... :( He led a hard life of drinking and drugs and it finally caught up to him.
I saw him about a year ago, when he went into hospice. When I saw him, he cried and said "I'm sorry" to me. I could tell he was still drinking, even though he was so sick, and that his girlfriend was enabling him. Also, his dad was really matter-of-fact in telling me "Norm's dying, ya know..."
It saddens me, but it pisses me off too. Alcoholism is one of the few diseases you have a choice in, and they just all gave up on him... HE gave up on himself.
