I found out yesterday that someone I knew in high school killed himself in 2008.
I cried when I heard this.
D was an exceptional human being. Sweet, funny, kind, mischievous, talented, hard-working, passionate, humane. I could probably add another hundred adjectives to this list. Everyone in high school is pretty miserable. Sometimes you can look at someone in that miserable state and know that they are destined for other things. Better things. Like they're too smart and have too much soul to be stuck in the minutiae of high school. D was one of those people.
And he killed himself. I don't know why and I don't know how; we lost touch long long ago. And yet his suicide makes me feel profoundly sad.
For D.
Oh, god, I'm sorry.
ReplyDeleteI know how shocking and heartbreaking it is to know someone with so much to offer didn't make it. I had a friend in high school, the brightest, liveliest, funniest person, with a big heart. She killed herself in '95, ten years after we graduated. It still haunts me and still hurts.
It's hard. I
'm really, really sorry.
Thanks Slangred.
ReplyDeleteWords can't describe.