Yesterday i lost my best friend. For years i watched her struggle with addiction, first alcohol, weed, cocaine and prescription meds which she used to buy illegally. Time after time went to the doctors for referral to mental health team, 3 years she waited she was seriously depressed. Im not going too lie sometimes i would get so angry with her i struggled to deal with her, she was a handful my husband hated her and would forbid me from seeing her, which i could understand as for all the time i knew her i had enabled her, i couldnt say no to her and she was really persistent. The day before she passed away i said to her that i couldn't help her until she was going to try and i told her that i could not talk with her when my husband was there. She asked me for money and i said im not doing it anymore, thats it. She was going to a party she would meet random men on a dating site and hook up At this party she would have access to coke alcohol and she also had sleeping pills. We dont know exactly what she took, she was found on the sofa in the morning already dead. I cant believe that she is gone, she wont never be knocking my door down in the middle of the night no more desperate calls when she was having a bad come down. I was sick and tired but i never wanted her dead. She was beautiful, kind, caring , annoying but she was my friend, she was 29 she had 2 beautiful kids.