This is really hard for me to write, but I am not exactly sure what to say. I lost my brother six years ago from Heroin. I didn't even realize that he was doing drugs. I know that sounds totally cliche and stupid but I thought he just drank. Our Dad was dying from cancer and they both ended up dying on the same day. I never understood this drug I guess I am wondering why the draw to it. I feel like at the end he chose it over me and its so frustrating and hard to grasp even six years later.