The Loss of a Son to Oxycontin
One day when I was having an exceptionally bad day, I was sitting on the floor, sobbing, surrounded by Austin's pictures, birth certificate, death certificate, obituary and all the other papers that I ended up with....Literally, I was torturing myself........I could clearly hear Austin say in a sad tone, "Mom, Why are you doing this to yourself?" I can just picture him looking down at me and shaking his head.
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