Life is funny sometimes: Just a few hours ago, I was on cloud 9, celebrating my Tigers triumph. Just short time later, I get a text from a friend telling me that he was tired of life and wanted to end things. It took me a bit to find the words-was floored. I have always kind of envied what a cool calm customer he is. I have said before you never know what's in a man's heart. I hate it when I see it. I can't condemn the man. I'd be lying if I said the thought hasn't/doesn't cross my mind from time to time. I just always am able to remember how precious much I do have, and I figure that most humans get down and think about it. Anyways, I had a long talk with him, got him laughing, counted the wonderful things he has, the people who love him, what everybody's world would be like without him (including mine). In the back of my mind I am scared to death though. I have lost many to suicide.
I've always been told that I had a way of understanding folks. I had a slew of friends in H.S. that used to come to me and talk about things. It was so obvious that the guidance counselor at JJK used to tell me that I was going to get her job when she retired. I am so glad that he reached out to me. This tells me in alot of ways in my heart that he won't carry this out, that he needed a shoulder, that this was a plea for help. He could call me at 3am and i'd break the law making the drive there, and he knows that (know he'd do the same for me).





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