My partner was a heroin and meth addict. He saw, we saw, a lot of fucked up things during that time and in the end, he couldn't let go of his addiction or me, so he did what we thought was his only choice and he walked onto a busy California freeway at night.

If there was anything that I could have shown him that would have kept him sober, I'd have done it. But, we both had/have schizophrenia and there's nothing more fucked up than what your brain can do on those drugs.

That's how he nearly killed his own baby.

Some of us, do recover. But, a lot of us, don't.