Yesterday one of my friends in Kensington told me that he tried to kill himself the other day. He purposely did more heroin than he usually does because he “didn’t want to wake up.” Someone found him, gave him narcan and did CPR on him (and broke...
B had over four years in recovery, relapsed in May and made his way to Kensington. He had been to meetings at the Last Stop when he was in recovery, and knew he could go there when he was ready to be done using. He’s been there for about a month. I collected colored...
In the midst of chaos, the Kensington Storefront is a sanctuary. Everyone is welcome to make art with us, or just come in and find some peace. Have a sandwich, some cookies, hot chocolate or tea. Or maybe just hold space for someone who needs love.
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