it's a shame that your misguided & barbaric attempts to help someone led to someone close to you dying.

Yep. It's a shame he died but it had nothing to do with what I did or didn't do.

You failed them, just like you'll fail every addict when your attempt to help them consists of breaking their bones and beating them up.

I didn't fail at anything.

You're a very misguided man who seems to think that every problem can be solved with acts of aggression.

You're assuming that I think it's the cure-all. As I said before 20+ years of trying various things. None worked. The only thing at the time was methadone. Suboxone wasn't out yet. Must be a comfortable luxury eh? I'm not an aggressive person. This whole thing started when I said that an addict in your life could lead you to wanting to beat the shit out of them. If you've never loved someone enough to do anything to save it, you've never lived. Like I said earlier, you're not wise.

You're a neanderthal and lack the cognitive ability to truly grasp addiction.

You don't know me. I'd wager I'm smarter than you are. Hell, I know I am smarter than you because I make better life choices than you because I can rationally decide life choices and weigh consequences of my actions. You're a puppet to a substance.

It's a pity someone close to you had to die resenting you because you failed to educate yourself and in your foolish arrogance saw your fists as the be all and end all of any problem.

It's not a pity. It's the consequences of his decisions. No one resented me. We parted on good terms. Lack of education had nothing to do with the situation. It seems like you're trying to hurt me with these idiotic comments. The thing is, you're not able to hurt me because like many people in your life, I don't care about you. I don't care if you OD. I don't care if you live. I don't care if you're happy. I don't care if you're puking in a gutter and sleep behind a trash can. I don't care about your shivering. I don't care about the aches. I don't care about your highs and the sting of a needle or your track marks. I don't care about your relapse. I've learned all I need to learn about junkies. All of the things I don't care about, you do, or at least you should. I hope you're strong enough to keep those things in check for yourself. You should thank the people who will take your calls, feed you food, give you a bath, and listen to your selfish and petty problems you inflict on yourself, while they're dealing with their own. If you don't know anyone who loves you enough to beat your ass for making stupid decisions, you should probably make some better friends.