I heard yesterday that a former classmate of mine had passed on. I sat with him at my HS reunion in September. I felt compelled to go and pay my respects. So my husband and I went to the funeral home and we were unable to find out what had caused his death so suddenly. Finally, I found out and it was a suicide. It hurt me so much since I had had such a wonderful time sitting with him at my reunion. I wish that people who are comtemplating such an act would realize how much it hurts those of us who think so much of them. I have felt hopeless myself but thankfully I am able to reach out for help when things get too much. I just needed to share this.
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