Philip Seymour Hoffman's death from apparent heroin overdose is a reminder of the long memory of addiction.
It clenches you tight in a fist. When you see people who have succumbed to addiction, be reminded that they fought it as long as they could. Philip Seymour Hoffman certainly did, heading to rehab just a few years ago to face his demons head on. But addiction is hard to deter. Relentless. And finally, a slip, like all humans face whatever their demons - and Mr Hoffman was silenced far too soon.
We all have our demons. Some are obvious, some are not.
Seb is learning about his demons and trying to come to a desire to fight them. Anxiety, self confidence, turning to others before examining ourselves. I would love to rush the process to save him future agony, but I cannot. I can try to equip him for the journey, with people to talk with, medication and Ephesians 6:11: "Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes"
Life is a hard journey. We all have our demons, our failures, our triumphs.
Your journey is tough and bewildering, but the people you meet on the way enhance, equip and empower you.
Life is worth the battle.