lol aw dang. I'm gonna sound like a softy here. at the end when his little brother came out of the house and told him "it's ok, ray" I lost it. Cried right there in the theater. like a girly man!!

but I wasn't alone in doing that either.

what killed me is that none of them knew that they could have saved him if they knew CPR. I also hated that everyone cheated him or tried to. He overcame a lot and should be an inspiration to all blacks- your sking color does not have to affect you, if you do not let it!

Yes I cried then- he got what he needed- reassurance that the drugs were never gonna make the pain go away- he had it in him all along, he just needed to confront his demons!