Jayson

Sep 01, 2010 16:14

Jayson's funeral is on Sunday. I don't plan on going, but some people have told me that going may help get a handle on how I feel about his death.

I sway toward not going because I haven't spoken to him in quite some time. I know that none of his friends like me. I don't know what his mom would think of me going. I don't want to go alone.

The last time I saw him was at school my last semester at USF, but I wouldn't call any of our run-ins 'conversation'.

He wasn't a nice guy. But he did have family and friends that I do sympathize with.

I don't know why he'd kill himself and I don't know why he'd time it to the time when his mom was in town visiting. The mean part of me thinks it was because he knew someone would find him (he lived alone).

I'm home alone now and I don't want to be. Yet I don't know where to go.

All Richard could do for me was take me to the liquor store and put on a funny movie. Actually, I think that was probably the best thing anyone could have done, as I don't know what to say.

It's a good thing I haven't been able to sleep lately. Now, it won't be anything new.
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