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Jun 20, 2005 02:20

I was looking over notes I got at the retreat i went to sophomore year, and I found one from Mrs. B. I don't even remember what her name was.... Bouchard? She appreciated me hanging back after everyone went to bed to talk to Jeff. Not my brother, but the kid I've been calling Brian. I guess, I got his name mixed up with the other guy I was ( Read more... )

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...you forgot his name. killinginasense June 20 2005, 08:52:07 UTC
hunny, i remember you telling me about this before. it's tragic and im really really sorry. I love you dear. It's sad that Jeff had to resort to such a terrible thing...but hell, everything happens for a reason. Don't blame yourself for what happened...it's not your fault, if he was that determined...theres NOTHING you could have done.Things could always be worse.

You should talk to justin...he's got a pretty harsh suicide/friend story. made me cry.

im such a pussy.

But i love you.

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tyrael013 June 20 2005, 15:48:23 UTC
Her name is Mrs. Bruchanski. I remember hearing about that, the kid who committed suicide. I had no idea... No fucking idea... Shit, if it didn't take years of pent-up emotion, I'd be friggin' crying right now. I want to. I've wanted to for a while. I haven't cried since Subiaco this year. Shit...

I remember... A kid in my subdivision committed suicide, shotgun in the laundry room. I went to the funeral with my family. It looked so fake. They had to do some...reconstruction...for the sake of the funeral, but it looked so fake. I cried that night. I never knew the guy, but I knew that it wasn't fair that he felt bad enough to pull the trigger. I joined a support group at Hart because of that, in addition to other things.

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