Sorry for your loss. The way coke is illegally processed is really nasty. They use gasoline, hydochloric acid, and tones of other crap I want nowhere near my body. I do not sniff the coke I only smoke sinsemellia.

I am so sorry. I can see how terminal illness might make one cast fate to the wind and return to bad habits. Then, there are sometimes highly addictive parts of the cancer treatment regine that can re-trigger...

My father died of a coke overdose. Didnt even know he was a user and I was the only one that didnt know.

When I was six I had a friend who was both mute and deaf. I was the only kid in the class who learned sign language to talk to him. One day he didn't come to class. So I thought he was sick. One day turned to one week, then one month. Then I got an invitation to a funeral... THAT'S when I learned he had died. No one said anything to me earlier, my parents and I learned when we got the letter. The whole time I was just being told he was sick in the hospital... I was so sad, and angry, and confused... I didn't understand how he was gone. They said he was sick and was going to come back, but he didn't... I never knew he was sick... I was just told he was 'different' from other kids. I wish they would have told me he was sick, that he had passed... I wished they didn't hide it from me. I had never cried so much as I had at his funeral. I had never known until then that he was sick, that he would die soon. I kept thinking of all the things I could of done with Matthew(that was his name), that maybe I could of helped him... I don't remember how to use sign language anymore, and somehow that makes me sad to this day... After he passed, I had no one to use it with and his helpers didn't use it with me... so now I don't remember it... I feel like I lost something from that...
I don't know if this helped in any way. But I just wanted to share a story of when I lost a friend. I hope it helps you with your grief.