Yesterday An Old Friend Took His Life.

[Teessider]

Last night I got told over MSN, that an old friend of mine took his life. I refused to belive this and went to bed thinking that he could of, beacuse the last few mounths hes been having problems, and heavly abusing drugs.

Richard was a loved guy by many people, he was adopted by his foster parents and was born with a hair lip I first met him at scouts when I was a young child of about 12, he was just 16 and volentered his time to help there. As I grew up we both became somewhat of friends, and getting to know each other. He enjoyed fixing computers and playing video games and also, getting wasted.

The last couple of mounths of Richard's life he was over doing coke, he proberly would of not adimited it, but slowly and surely he was becoming an adict, he wasnt allowed to come in some of his frineds houses and was stealing things for his habbits. Although he still kept so friendly and outgoing personality he kept having run in's with the law.

Around 3pm the night he took his life a friend of mines girlfrined seen him on a hill and she asked him how he was, he replied that he was not doing so well and was writing a letter to his parents. He then went to the local shop he used to work at and got quite friendly with the owner and told her to ring his parents in an hour to pick up this letter. He then went to the train tracks near my house and jump infront of a train around 5pm.

I use drugs as a tool, not to get fucked up on. But to explore my mind and the feelings I can feel, this happening last night has completly changed the way I look apon drugs and will make me so much more warey(sp?) on how I use my drugs and how to control the ammount I take and how often.

R.I.P Richard. Forgive the things he has done.

-The good die young.

[Ollie]

That's one of the most painful things that can happen to anyone. I know that there's at least one individual here that's suffered from similiar circumstances -- I'd encourage him to get a hold of you privately. He once told me that one of the best things I did for him was just listening. Maybe you ought to find someone who can listen too.

To anyone who feels like they might be in similiar straits: there is help out there. No matter how shittastic your life gets or how far into the hole you are, there's a way up out of that noise. If you need help, get some. If you need help FINDING help, turn to your peers here. At the very least, hopefully one of us can point you in the right direction. But there's no reason at all to suffer in silence.

Your friend is in my prayers.

[T-Wrecks]

My best friend took his life in Jan 8th, 2005. I'm still recovering so to speak, and it set off alot of mental issues for me. Good luck in your struggles its always difficult to lose a close peer.

[tweak]

Dude, seriously, I'm really sorry, that is awful. Drugs are to be used, not abused. that right there is one of MANY MNAY stories that prove that.

RIP Richard, even though I never knew you.

[false]

sorry man, I can't really fathom losing a good friend.

[Milla]

Im really sorry man, that is a terrible thing to happen. RIP Richard.

[KXT]

Heavy.
Really sorry to hear about it man.
Really sad.
R.I.P

[looktoyourright]

I'm sorry to hear that dude. May your friend rest in peace. And I second Ollie's sentiments; if anyone on here is in a similar situation, there is help.

[ThatCrazyBrazilian]

This past summer I lost a friend. I feel terrible because the relationship shared between the two of us started slowly deterorating. I loved this kid, despite our difference. Bash religion all you might, but this kid was trying to change his life, and it was working for him. He was one of the most guilt-free, amazing person that I have ever met in my life. He was always smiling and friendly and loved everyone around him without any prejudice. Well, Matthew Lanzer, my old friend of 5 years lost hi life one night by crashing his car into a tree.

I felt honored to know that I was one of the first few of his friends that his mom called. I will never understand how a mother can lose her eldest son and still have a courage to call his friend to let him know. I loved him and I lost him.

As I sat there that night, I realized what death meant. I was lucky. I was actually one of the few whom had yet to lose someone dear to them. When I first heard that he was ina crash but it might be a rumor, I thought it had to be a joke. it had to be. I couldn't let myself believe it. It was just too much. How could such a great person lose his life? I simply could not understand.

I went to his close-casketed viewing, and it was hard. His mom was crying. I had to fight the tears. I signed his coffin that night and i new that my friend was never going to talk to me again. I knew form that point on that a very large portion of my life, which i had underestimated, would be forever gone. I was devasted. I didn't know how I could react to his death. Death is it. He was gone from my life forever.

It wasn't a drug-related death or anything, so I might just be rambling, but going ot his funeral and crying? I had to do it, but it hurt so much. There were point where I wanted to be in his place, and I sure would be in his place if I had been given the choice. His death didn't bring me any closer to old friendships. His death just struck me life a knife in the heart. I was used to losing girlfriends and being upset about losing that kind of love, but the loss and emptiness you feel after a friend, who loved you, passes away can't be explained.


I learned from his death though. I learned to change the way I see things. I never regret my life or any of my past because I see everything as a potential learning experience. And this just showed me the value and importance of keeping your friends close.

Life is a great and wonderful thing. Anything can happen to anyone at anytime, which is almost why I live. The uncertainty of the future is amazing to think about. We have to cherish those we do have and make sure they know, because at any given point in time, anything could happen. I'm almost, as fruity as it sounds, a Life Cheerleader. I treasure and value having close friends which I know can come to me if they're ever down or want to tlak or even need to be cheered up. I want to make this beautiful time period as great as it can be. We lived through Semptember 11th, this war on Iraq, the Isreal stuff. We're living in history right now. Treasure the memories you have because you can lose everything but your memories. One day our grandchildren will come up to us and ask about the past and event and we'll know the perfect words because of the memories we'll keep.

Everything happens for a reason, but that doesn't mean that it'll seem fair or anything. Just learn from all experiences. Knowledge is power and wisdom far outweighs knowledge. Be wise, man, and I'm here for you if you ever need anything. Just drop me a PM.

And to anyone who thinks they need help, at the very least, talk to a friend about it. There are people out there who care for you. I don't even know who I might be adressing this to, but I love you, and I care. I see purity in everyone. I hold no discriminations or anything. Just talk to me and I'll get to know you.

Sorr if this is a long post, but i just wanted to let you know that I know how you feel and what I think you could do about it. Thanks for anyone who took the time to even read this. I know it's lengthy, but it's the only way I can really put my feelings into words.

[Lysergic]

Last night I got told over MSN, that an old friend of mine took his life. I refused to belive this and went to bed thinking that he could of, beacuse the last few mounths hes been having problems, and heavly abusing drugs.

Richard was a loved guy by many people, he was adopted by his foster parents and was born with a hair lip I first met him at scouts when I was a young child of about 12, he was just 16 and volentered his time to help there. As I grew up we both became somewhat of friends, and getting to know each other. He enjoyed fixing computers and playing video games and also, getting wasted.

The last couple of mounths of Richard's life he was over doing coke, he proberly would of not adimited it, but slowly and surely he was becoming an adict, he wasnt allowed to come in some of his frineds houses and was stealing things for his habbits. Although he still kept so friendly and outgoing personality he kept having run in's with the law.

Around 3pm the night he took his life a friend of mines girlfrined seen him on a hill and she asked him how he was, he replied that he was not doing so well and was writing a letter to his parents. He then went to the local shop he used to work at and got quite friendly with the owner and told her to ring his parents in an hour to pick up this letter. He then went to the train tracks near my house and jump infront of a train around 5pm.

I use drugs as a tool, not to get fucked up on. But to explore my mind and the feelings I can feel, this happening last night has completly changed the way I look apon drugs and will make me so much more warey(sp?) on how I use my drugs and how to control the ammount I take and how often.

R.I.P Richard. Forgive the things he has done.

-The good die young.

You sir, have my deepest condolences. Something that helped me was to not think about why or how this happened but to remember him for the good things he did. You guys had alot of fun in the scouts, eh?

I've been where you're at before, bro. And if you want to talk about it in a more private enviroment you can contact me on AIM at any time, day or night, at InfarumNathronas

R.I.P. Richard, H, D, and J you'll never be forgotten.

[Teessider]

Thank you guys for the support, people around my area have been saying aload of bullshit about him, which kind of gets me down. BUt I also know alot of people who are upset and feel the pain I am feeling at the moment. Its kind of sinking in that I will never see him again.

[Lysergic]

You will man. And I'm not talking about heaven. Your friend will live on in your memories, your dreams, your thoughts. You'll think about him on a daily basis.