fandomnumbergenerator | Letter from my dead boyfriend’s mother, 10 years later.

Some of the things she says about me are just false – I was never in rehab, and certainly my life had not been saved “by being taken into a facility known for intervention in just such a situation.” I did not get him starting shooting up – when I met him, his arms were covered in welted scars, some from shooting, and some from cutting himself.

I do feel terrible that she was so upset about the coroner’s call and the cremation. Two friends of Michael’s – Jane and Shawn, who had cars and money and seemed more able to cope – dealt with all the details of Michael’s body. I guess I just assumed they were talking to his mother, but I guess not. The coroner had asked me if I wanted to call MIchael’s mother or if he should. I explained that I had only met her once and didn’t know her that well – the coroner said it was probably better if he called first, and I could call her later (which I did). But I guess I made the wrong decision (not the first time).