i've just watched trainspotting yesterday. the story is about a bunch of people living in sweeden (i think) who're addicted to heroine. from my point of view, some part of the story could get pretty disgusting, and sometimes it's funny. some parts of it are sad but most of it was depressing, especially when the baby is dead.

this story reminded me of one of my relatives (i don't even know what relation we have), who died because of drug overdose. he already had a wife, with one kid, but still he do drugs. and on the day he died, i heard his father said "i didn't regret that he died". i don't know whether he really meant it or not but the point is, even a father could despise his own son because of drugs.