I'm kind of numb right now, but I just need to get this off my chest. Today, I found out from a friend that on Monday, an old friend, high school love, ex-bf, & former roommate killed himself. Blew his brains out with a gun. It hurts, mostly because I never got to say goodbye, since he was in another state for the last 4 years, but also because one of my friends now has to explain to her beautiful 7 year old daughter why her father is dead. Very sucky, all around, for everyone. The memorial service is Saturday, and I'm sending a card and some flowers for his mom. I can't go myself, because it's 100 miles away and I have no car. Thanks for listening/reading.