I wrote this obit in memory of our brother, Junly, who suffered from drug addiction for years since his high school days. He lived a chaotic life, fraught with struggles, one which involved constantly stealing in order to sustain his addiction and a trip to jail. He was found dead by his adoptive sisters last Sunday, Sept. 17 in his room. He was 41.
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Aw… that goodbye letter show so much feelings. Reading it make me wish that he found someone to lean on, someone that would have guided him in a better path. It’s a sad life, hope he’s doing better now on the other side.