I had a friend commit suicide last night. This is the second person close to me who I have lost by suicide. I am still in shock. I have his picture on my desktop and I keep looking at it thinking about how I am never going to see him again…thinking of his pain. Another friend said, “…he could not get past his pain.” The last year of my friend’s life was full of torment. I wish he could have known at least a little peace before he died. I will miss him.

There is a picture of us in my photo gallery. It is labeled “my friend.”