Rest In Peace

Rest In Peace

I was working in The Bluff yesterday and saw a girl who, from a distance, looked a lot like Ela. I hadn’t seen Ela for many months so I was really hoping it was her. I approached the girl and as I got closer realized it wasn’t her. When I told the girl who I thought she was, she blurted out, “She’s dead.”

I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t believe it. I had really hoped that the reason I hadn’t seen her was because she’d found a way to get clean and get off the streets. I questioned her to make sure we were talking about the same person. She described her to a T and told me her other name, the same name Ela had asked me not to use in her story. We were definitely talking about the same person.

Ela was special to me and it hurts that I couldn’t do anything to help her break free. I’ve been thinking about it since I found out yesterday. Could I have done more? The sad truth is, I’m absolutely powerless. People have to find their own bottom before they’ll accept help and for many of us the bottom is death.

Rest in Peace, beautiful soul.

Ela #1
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