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I just talked to him a few days before and he seemed fine. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then I get the call from his sister my mom. (Trying to get info right but everything blends together.) It was actually the wife but she didn't tell me. She just said I needed to call my mom.

Shot himself. His sister is absolutely broken right now. She should have never been the one to find him. The rest of his family is complete usless trash. They just want to cremate him because it's the cheapest option. That sent his sister into full mental breakdown. She wants a burial but can't afford it. I'm trying to come up with something but right now I'm lucky I was even able to get my company to dispatch me home to help her. She told me, "You have know idea how much love he had for you." and that broke me.

I grew up with this guy. We've been friends since we were 12. Played basketball together. Video games. Arrested together for being idiots. You name it.

I just can't wrap my mind around why he fucking did it. I'm gonna miss that faggot.

Sorry for the jumbled mess. I'm still kinda out of it.

I just talked to him a few days before and he seemed fine. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then I get the call from ~~his sister~~ my mom. (Trying to get info right but everything blends together.) It was actually the wife but she didn't tell me. She just said I needed to call my mom. Shot himself. His sister is absolutely broken right now. She should have never been the one to find him. The rest of his family is complete usless trash. They just want to cremate him because it's the cheapest option. That sent his sister into full mental breakdown. She wants a burial but can't afford it. I'm trying to come up with something but right now I'm lucky I was even able to get my company to dispatch me home to help her. She told me, "You have know idea how much love he had for you." and that broke me. I grew up with this guy. We've been friends since we were 12. Played basketball together. Video games. Arrested together for being idiots. You name it. I just can't wrap my mind around why he fucking did it. I'm gonna miss that faggot. Sorry for the jumbled mess. I'm still kinda out of it.

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[–] 3 pts

I've lost many that were very close. Unless he left a note, on paper or on his technology, there is no way for you to know why.

My aunt did it, left no note, OD. But we all knew why, health issues. I had an old friend from high school do it, no note, was facing divorce. Same with another guy I knew, only he did it in the living room, in front of the whole family as a little fuck you to his wife and daughter.

As far as the burial, it really doesn't matter what the sister wants. The only thing that does matter is what he wanted. Did you ever talk about it in the past?

When I buried my old lady of 15 years, the funeral came out to about 11k. Do you, or her, have good credit? Get a loan.

I wish I had comforting words for you brother. It is the absolute worst when you lose someone close. Mine all come visit me in my sleep not long after. Those aren't just dreams, contrary to what some would have you believe. Ask him what you want to know, if you remember. Stay off drugs and drink for awhile, these will interfere with the visit.

You will also hear people say they are sorry, they feel for you, blah, blah, bullshit to make themselves feel better. Fact is, when it comes to losing people you have a strong bond with, you don't know, you can't relate, unless you have been in that place that I can only describe as utter despair from that kind of a loss.

In that place you learn something. People will sometimes say, we would argue over little things. The most important thing I learned in my voyages to that place is, THERE ARE NO LITTLE THINGS!

That's all I got for you. I'll lift a gless in your boy's honor tonight.

Peace brother.

[–] 2 pts

Mine all come visit me in my sleep not long after. Those aren't just dreams, contrary to what some would have you believe.

That is actually comforting. I'm glad I'm not the only one to experience it. It hasn't happened yet with my buddy, but my last conversation was with my dad in a dream. Sitting on his porch enjoying coffee. I was at the lowest I had ever felt in my life until he invited me to the porch for coffee.