2 years ago, this Friday, a drug addiction claimed the life of my best friend.
My best friend was the best guy to know. If you ever needed help with anything, girls, money, stuff, anything, he was always there. He was the guy you could talk to, and know one would know about it. He was the guy who would give you his shirt off of his back. He could bring a smile to my face, or anyones face for that matter.
I remember how I met him. I was in 7th grade, and he had just been tossed out of Mrs. Donnely's art class. At this time, I was getting tossed out of Mr. Chestneys AP World Studies. His teacher told him, I'm glad there's no one else in this school like you, and here I was 15 feet away getting thrown out. We cut school that day. He saw my guitar, and didn't understand why I got mad when he turned the tuning pegs, even though he turned them back to where they were. He got into guitar playing, and we hung out, played games, and guitar together.
He was gifted with a wonderful voice, with an incredible range. He was able to play guitar, and sing at the same time. We always argued that the other one of us was better, and I so wish we could still be argueing it.
My best friend got into drugs young, his mother shot him up with heroine when he was 17, so they could hang out together. All he wanted was his mother to care about him, and to lose her addiction. He was trying to kick the habit, and trying to make it through. Maybe had I supported him more, or been a better friend, or something, he'd still be around with me, and we'd still be making music together.
Some of the lyrics he wrote, give me chills. I've been trying to learn to play and sing, and I plan on releasing all of the material we did on CD, and giving it to his grandparents (they were more like real parents to him, and I still see them all the time, because we both love Eric more than anyone could ever know.) so they can hear the music. His pap always tells me, "I really enjoyed listening to your band play from upstairs, wasn't too loud for me here, and your music was really good". I kind of want to give that gift back to him, AND get the music out there, because it needs to be.
It's 2 years ago, today, that I lost my best friend, and many other people, lost someone. There is not a single day that goes by that I don't think about him, and what I could have done to make it better, or what I did wrong, to not make him see things right.
Eric, I will miss you, forever and always. You were always afraid of what would happen when you died, I hope it's not to scary, and I hope, I'm not too far behind you. I love you brother.
I'm not going to drink a drop today. If anyone drinks, please toss one back for my friend and I. I'd appreciate it.
I'm sorry you guys never got to meet my friend, you would have loved him, as I still do.
2 years ago today, my best friend died.
Don't beat yourself up like you should have done more, from experience I know you can't always help everyone. Wether its something in their blood, in their up bringing or who knows what else sometimes there is just nothing you can do, if you tried at all you did what you could do. Don't let the maybe's, should've and could've drag you down.
Don't bitch to me about the economy while you're still buying Chinese products.
my GOD
Yo, after reading that, wow, I can't even find words except that I feel ya.
That is heavy to say the least, I guess the best I can say is to feel that he's watching out for YOU now and some for us too from the other side................God knows we all need it.................
Yo, after reading that, wow, I can't even find words except that I feel ya.
That is heavy to say the least, I guess the best I can say is to feel that he's watching out for YOU now and some for us too from the other side................God knows we all need it.................
CUNTS will be CUNTS.
Good Morning Rob,
I too remember that day like it was yesterday,I lived next door to Paul P then and remember what a sad day it was.Eric was a bright,talented kid who had a promising future in whatever he would have pursued.At the risk of making this sound like some corny p.s.a.,a bright young mans life was ruined by a scourge so dreadful that I know it opened up a few eyes of people who surrounded Eric,and if his loss deterred even one of his friends from ever using again,then his loss was not in vain.I too miss ya big guy and hope to see ya someday in that studio in the sky.Smile towards the sky Rob and rock on brother.Billy Bandito
I too remember that day like it was yesterday,I lived next door to Paul P then and remember what a sad day it was.Eric was a bright,talented kid who had a promising future in whatever he would have pursued.At the risk of making this sound like some corny p.s.a.,a bright young mans life was ruined by a scourge so dreadful that I know it opened up a few eyes of people who surrounded Eric,and if his loss deterred even one of his friends from ever using again,then his loss was not in vain.I too miss ya big guy and hope to see ya someday in that studio in the sky.Smile towards the sky Rob and rock on brother.Billy Bandito
I know it hurts to miss a friend, but when you say.....
What I say now I say from personal experience and lessons learned with bitter tears.
It may seem harsh but, get off the cross, somebody needs the wood.
Addiction is a bitch, the chemical, be it heroin or alcohol or cocaine or whatever has about 1000 times more power to take life than the love of a friend has to preserve it.
You couldn't have stopped it. All you can do is be there as a friend and it sounds like you were. You did your job, he didn't carry through on his part.
NOBODY can stop an addiction without help, NOBODY!!!!!
that's what an addiction is
and if a person isn't ready to recieve that help no power on earth can make him or her do that.
Judges and Courts send people to AA and NA and check people in to rehabs all the time and maybe 1 in 50 are actually ready to quit doing whatever it was they were doin but untill the adict is ready to stop no matter what, All the rehabs and meetngs in the world won't do no good.
most people who get addicted never get to the "I wanna quit no matter what!" part and that's why they die.
You couldn't have helped him until he was ready to be helped, and that's just the truth of it. Second guessing yourself is a waste of time, knock it off you'll sleep better. You did everything you could and now you're doing what you can for his music, don't sell that short. You're a good friend.
But Get off the cross, somebody needs the wood
That's an illusion.Maybe had I supported him more, or been a better friend, or something, he'd still be around with me, and we'd still be making music together.
What I say now I say from personal experience and lessons learned with bitter tears.
It may seem harsh but, get off the cross, somebody needs the wood.
Addiction is a bitch, the chemical, be it heroin or alcohol or cocaine or whatever has about 1000 times more power to take life than the love of a friend has to preserve it.
You couldn't have stopped it. All you can do is be there as a friend and it sounds like you were. You did your job, he didn't carry through on his part.
NOBODY can stop an addiction without help, NOBODY!!!!!
that's what an addiction is
and if a person isn't ready to recieve that help no power on earth can make him or her do that.
Judges and Courts send people to AA and NA and check people in to rehabs all the time and maybe 1 in 50 are actually ready to quit doing whatever it was they were doin but untill the adict is ready to stop no matter what, All the rehabs and meetngs in the world won't do no good.
most people who get addicted never get to the "I wanna quit no matter what!" part and that's why they die.
You couldn't have helped him until he was ready to be helped, and that's just the truth of it. Second guessing yourself is a waste of time, knock it off you'll sleep better. You did everything you could and now you're doing what you can for his music, don't sell that short. You're a good friend.
But Get off the cross, somebody needs the wood
Blooz to Youz
