I miss her smile and carefree spirit. I am more emotional now. Sometimes I am more upset, sometimes I don’t care at all. Her being gone leaves a huge void that I hope will pass with time, but fear never will.

We said and did everything we could to try and have her respect her life, herself. I told her countless times she was going to die, I saw her near death numerous times, we sought professional help and rehabilitation, but in the end the drug was just too much to overcome.

I just regret we could not save her.