
This is a tribute to my late sister.. it will be seven years this year since she passed away.
I remember my sister as a beautiful young woman, not the drug hungry addict a doctor turned her into.. I do not condone the use of drugs.. Those who think taking them for "fun" are fools.. Just wait till you see someone you love slowly killing themselves... Then tell me how fun drugs are.
Your still beautiful SheShe, Im sure you are an angel where ever you may be now..
I remember my sister as a beautiful young woman, not the drug hungry addict a doctor turned her into.. I do not condone the use of drugs.. Those who think taking them for "fun" are fools.. Just wait till you see someone you love slowly killing themselves... Then tell me how fun drugs are.
Your still beautiful SheShe, Im sure you are an angel where ever you may be now..
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I prefer to draw my self as a child, so no the little girl is me and my sister is the blond. She was 14 when I was adopted so she was older then me.
And essencially yes.. a doctor killed my sister, he is in prison for doing the same thing to several other young women and raping them. He had the nerve to try and get the charges dropped because my sister died.
And essencially yes.. a doctor killed my sister, he is in prison for doing the same thing to several other young women and raping them. He had the nerve to try and get the charges dropped because my sister died.
Oh no no, this had nothing to do with mental illness or disorder.. My sister had gone into see him shortly after her daughter was born.. I dont know exactly why.. he knew exactly what he was doing was wrong, he slowly got her hooked on pain killers, and then he would with-hold the perscriptions and demand "favors".. He would get his victums so high they would lay in a coma like state and then he would rape them, afterwards he would then just leaving them to come out of it on there own. Then when he was done giving them perscriptions they would have to go else where to find pain killers.. He used methadone mostly, which is the step down drug from meth. My sister's body finally had enough and she died of heart failure on april 3rd 06. So what he did had nothing to do with what he thought was right, or a medical accident, or a doctor being over zealous. All, but one, of his victums are dead, one over dosed, one killed her self, and my sister..
Wow... I have to say that's probably the deepest story I've heard from a person yet... Also that whole "favor" thing reminds me of that movie called "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" (if you saw the movie, or read the book, you'll know what I mean). Also I'm kind of glad that the doctor you mentioned is now in prision, because what you mentioned about saying he knew what he was doing and it was wrong, he shouldn't have been allowed near any drugs in the first place. But people have their ways in convincing others into letting them do what they do, it's sad really... Wow... For once I actually don't know what to say. I'm feeling as if "I say this and I don't know what will happen once I say it" kind of thing. I'm honestly torn at how I feel about this, I don't know how to explain how I feel about this. All I can say is that bastard got what he deserves and I really am sorry that your sister paid the price for his mis-doings.
Forgive me if this comes off the wrong way, but I look at this and think "How can tragedy produce such beauty?" The story behind Picasso's Guernica and the statue Les Bourgeois de Calais remind me that whilst terrible things happen in this world the worst thing that we could do is let it defeat us.
It's so peaceful... I like the texture of the red velvet cloth and the way the sunflower are made my friend and all the surrounding and the way you've drawn your characters... it's so sweet... I've read your description and the preceeding comments you've made... I knew that your sister pass away... but I never though it was in these conditions... Oh God... I understand your pain and your disarray... I can't say more... because it remind me of bad souvenirs I still have...*hug* but I understand what it is to loose a love one... remeber that she's at your side now... something tells me that you can feel it
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