I just had to drop a friend off at a P.Ward after he called me and told me he was going to kill him self and wanted my help the only help I gave him is a ride for help I know I did the right thing he was doing crack for the past week and was over the edge. I look back at how many times I was there and now I'm here I am so thankful that I am clean and sober. No More Crack Demons. I hope and pray he takes this help today and starts to recover. I can't help him anymore I don't want to get pulled back into it I'm sorry.
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