I've been crying and wanting to put myself through a window since I woke up. And now I'm drunk at not even 130 after posting this original post to r/Toronto and it got taken down:
I wasnt born in Toronto but raised nearby and often going into the city. 1 night. 12 hours maximum. I nearly lost my will to live and feel sick to my stomach at the lack of human empathy, I saw so many people folding. So many people looking the other way, homeless people unable to stand, people in vehicles genuinely trying to cause a deadly accident.
Narcan is free, anonymous, and saves lives. You cannot force someone to use it and it 100% can become dangerous, call 911 and offer the person it before scaring them by just shoving crap up their nose.
They are in a living nightmare and not a damn person sheds a tear for them.
Yes they shot up on their own, but do you realize the agony it takes for someone to push black tar into their body? Knowing full well they may not wake up from it again.
They were somebody's someone. They were someone's child, they could be someone's only reason to keep living, they could be YOUR family you didn't even know you had. But they are alone, they feel alone, and they have nothing to do but publicly die and cry for help.
Im never going back into the city without at least 3 dosages of narcan.
Hand them out to people who are around overdoses, or people who are clearly not okay.
Please be kind.. Remember your human empathy, we are all in this shit show together.