This is going to be a weird post, and I don't mean to upset anyone, but I needed to share my thoughts somewhere as a part of my grieving process. As the title states, I'm a recovering heroin addict. I'm over two years clean now. I used to get high intravenously on both heroin and meth.

So when it came time a few weeks ago to put down my baby boy, Malchik, I feel like I had a unique perspective on the process. The vet explained to me how they used pain medication (opiates) to first sedate him, then once he was "asleep," they gave him more of the same medicine, basically giving him an overdose.

Knowing what it's like to be high on IV heroin, I found it very comforting to know that my pup was also feeling that way in his last moments. He was 15 years old and on his last day he was in a lot of pain. I'm just glad that he was so at peace right before he went.

My hope is that this knowledge helps someone else out there who's having a hard time coping with the loss of their beloved pet. Nothing can replace their unconditional love. And if you're grieving, you're not alone. 🥺