192 woven panels: the number of lives lost to overdose each day in the US

Stories

Recovery

Z, 27 years old and about a week sober, was coloring this today at Prevention Point, and talking about his group of childhood friends. There were five of them, and he’s the only one who is left. All died of overdoses, three of them in the past six months. I hope he...

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Closing the encampment

M said to me: “the only reason they aren’t throwing our stuff around and trashing it is because you guys are here. When you leave, they won’t be so nice.” At the clearing of the encampment at Kensington &...

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Art at Prevention Point

I sat next to Juan today at Prevention Point while he made a bracelet with his name on it. I assumed he was making it for himself, but he insisted on giving it to me and tying it on my wrist. ❤️ This was our third Thursday facilitating art workshops at Prevention...

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Rest in power, Paul

One year ago today we lost a friend, a fierce advocate, a man who fought so hard for himself and others. Paul was supposed to visit us at the Storefront after volunteering at Prevention Point that Tuesday. He never came by, and was found hours later, gone because of...

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The system

R told us today at the Storefront that he went to a local hospital a few days ago for help with his addiction. Luckily, he has ID and insurance (two huge stumbling blocks for so many people we encounter). He was assessed, his insurance company approved treatment for...

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No more suffering

This morning at the Storefront we were talking about Kevin, who died of an overdose last week. A man sitting across from me said “lucky guy. He doesn’t have to suffer any more.” This man was obviously suffering. What do you even say to something like that? Nothing...

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You are loved

"I'm a piece of shit. But you guys are always nice to me." ~J at the Kensington Storefront. Fuck addiction and the horrible things it tells you. If you see someone suffering, be kind. Make eye contact. Smile. Offer to buy them a coffee or a sandwich. Sit and talk with...

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Kevin

We loved you, Kevin. You were always sweet, polite and grateful when I offered you food and socks. You asked me once for colored pencils, but I didn’t have any on me. The next time I saw you, weeks later, I had forgotten about it. I wish I would’ve given you those...

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Love hard

Yesterday at the Kensington Storefront was a tough day. We made a banner in memory of John Paul, who lost his battle last Friday. We had people writing memories and messages for him that we will attach to the banner for tomorrow's candlelight vigil. Some who came...

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I was handsome

“You should’ve seen me when I was right. I was a good dresser. I was handsome.” - J at the Kensington...

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