In the immortal words of Boone Carlyle...
... death sucks.
A friend of mine committed suicide on Saturday evening.
We weren't exactly best buddies or anything, but we knew each other. He dated one of my friends so we sat together most of freshman year for lunch and he was sweet and funny and likeable and popular and he looked like a puppy. And now he's just gone.
There are so many people hurting so much worse than me, and it's them that I really feel for. I believe that death is just a step to something better; what's killing me is that he felt so alone and desperate that he felt that this was the only option.That just breaks my heart. And his best friend found him. I mean, I can't even imagine...I've got my yearbook from last year open so I can remember his face and the good times and the inside jokes. It's just weird that he gone so suddenly.
Pray for him and his family and his friends.
A friend of mine committed suicide on Saturday evening.
We weren't exactly best buddies or anything, but we knew each other. He dated one of my friends so we sat together most of freshman year for lunch and he was sweet and funny and likeable and popular and he looked like a puppy. And now he's just gone.
There are so many people hurting so much worse than me, and it's them that I really feel for. I believe that death is just a step to something better; what's killing me is that he felt so alone and desperate that he felt that this was the only option.That just breaks my heart. And his best friend found him. I mean, I can't even imagine...I've got my yearbook from last year open so I can remember his face and the good times and the inside jokes. It's just weird that he gone so suddenly.
Pray for him and his family and his friends.