I lied; I cry inside, privately every day. I still love you and will until the day I die and then we will see each other again. My grief will never end-I will learn how to integrate it into my everyday life.
In the year-plus since our son Jamie died from a fentanyl overdose, we have learned a lot about addiction, mental health, and treatments for both. I’m going to share some of that here. This is Part One of a multi-part series.