SO many people are dead because of fentanyl. It's easy for people to discount those deaths because in most cases, it's a bad decision made by the decedent. I understand that sentiment, but I also remember all the dumb decisions I made as a teenager and young adult. We all have tried to do things and failed. Most times we have the opportunity to dust off and try again. It's heartbreaking to realize that when one uses something like heroin while knowing it may not be what they think it is, and they might not come back, they view that as better than what they are currently feeling and experiencing in life. These are sons, daughters, mothers, and fathers, etc. with people who love them desperately but can not help them. My own family has been devastated by fentanyl. In 2016, we lost my 18-year-old nephew to fentanyl overdose. In 2020, we lost my 23-year-old stepson to fentanyl overdose. I can think of more than a dozen friends or acquaintances from my past who are dead because of it also. There is no good reason for this shit to exist.