There's no easy way to say this
My youngest son died early this morning.
He had been struggling with addiction for a few years now, but he had gotten his act together. I saw him last night and he didn't look well. He'd been stiffed on a paycheck and was really annoyed about that and a couple other things. The prescription meds he was taking to fight the addiction were giving him all sorts of side effects and he was trying hard to get away from them.
From all appearances, he overdosed sometime in the middle of the night.
I'm numb... This has been the worst day of my life.
He leaves behind a 12 year old son that adored him.
My son was a gentle soul. He was very rough and tough on the outside... but such a sweet person inside. I'm going to miss him. He was 32.