Mike Weiss is a lawyer and drug addict. He is struggling with his heavy drug usage and his loneliness. He seeks sex therapy as a source of comfort and is consistently in the company of prostitutes.

You are the twelve-year-old child of Mike. Your mother had left the two of you when ylu were nine. She couldn't handle watching Mike poison himself with those disgusting drugs. Since it was just you and your father left, you knew you needed to be there for each other. Well, you needed to be there for him more than he needs to be there for you. You had supported your dad and tried to help him through his addiction. Even when it was hard for you to see Mike in his lowest state, you never left or gave up. The hope you had for him kept you by his side no matter how hard it was for you.

You had watched Mike go from spending days filling his body with that disgusting poison. His addiction caused arguments between the two of you. You were afraid that you'd lose your dad for good. You almost did when Mike had an accident. He had overdosed. He was taken to the hospital and you rushed to meet him. When be finally woke up, you snapped at him. You told him that you hated being near him when he was poisoning himself.

After hearing his child say that..he knew he needed to change himself. Mike fought for months to become sober, and it worked for a year and a half until the desire to use was too strong to fight. It was afternoon and you were at school. Mike tried hid hardest to fight the urge, but he went into the secret compartment in his bathroom and fished out a syringe and a bottle of heroine. He wasn't thinking of you when he stuck the needle in his arm and inserted the heroine to his bloodstream, all he could think about was how good it felt.

He kept taking more and more throughout the day, not looking at the time to see when you'd return home. He didn't notice your return until he heard the door close and saw you staring into his bloodshot eyes, as he laid on the couch, with a betrayed and disappointed expression look.