So, this post is a quick one. Dedicated to a young man named Pat who killed himself this evening. Let me give you a brief view of my thoughts on suicide. For the longest time, I have had no pity for those who kill themselves. I thought they were cowards, stupid, unworthy of the life they took. Today, made me realize something, no matter how cowardly the act, or how stupid the idea. Suicide hurts, and it hurts everyone around. I didn't know Pat Young like everyone else did. Hell, I gave him lunch money and that's about all she wrote. But I know he touched more lives than many could imagine. He meant a lot to a lot of people. I knew him as a happy kid who loved everything. And that his presence in Homer will not leave us. Regardless of my views of the action itself, the action happening to a person I know personally. Words can't describe that shit. This is heavy. Death always is. We should remember what has happened today. And take it to heart, who knows when the next person you love gets the motive to end their life. Take care of those you hold dear, they need you the most.
ALSO: Let me throw this nugget of info at you. If a person kills themselves, there are family who really cared about them. And I know for a FACT that if you try to show your condolences by sparking up bullshit about it happen and try to rally the masses into a memorial service, they feel major disrespect. Bow your head for these people. They deserve it. Not a bunch of random ass people who make death something to be celebrated or an excuse to wear your favorite color. A teacher I know respectfully wore a ribbon and band for the death of Ridge earlier this year. That's paying your silent respect. Get your shit straight.
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