Progress Notes:

there was a man who was starting to build a future. he was 25 years old. life was pretty good. he had a job, and a great family. his biggest problem for the past few years had been drugs. he had recently said goodbye to them as he made up his mind to stop using. he checked in with his chemical dependency counselor one friday and reported nothing but blue skies. 3 days later, he was dead.

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