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February 18, 2007

somebody you'll never forget

On my way to soccer on saturday i got a call from an old friend. When i left victoria i lost contact with most of my friends, but it never really bothered me. We would speak once or twice a year and it was always nice and comfortable. They were and are the kind of friends that always remain a part of your life. The memories of time spent more ingrained than distance between conversations.

The same way it can feel when you speak with your best friend from elementary school after not talking for decades. Time just sort of melts away. There is still that sense of family, that sense of love.

My friend called to tell me that my friend Jeremy had killed himself. He said it casually, apologizing. There's no easy way to say something like that. I appreciated the brevity. We spoke for a few moments. He told me about the service on tuesday at Alix Goolden Hall in Victoria.

I hadn't spoken to Jeremy in several years. But i will never forget him and he is someone i think of often.

In 1995 after i was married, before i was pregnant, after my nervous breakdown and suicide attempts i was going through a small rough patch. More a fear that it would never get better for me. Wondering how i could ever be a good wife.

Jeremy was a doorman, well more than that - him and my two other best friends in the world at the time were local promoters in victoria - and i was at a show. I think it was some early incarnation of Hot Hot Heat. Anyway, the bar was quiet and i was there alone and feeling sad. After the bar closed Jeremy and i sat talking for hours. I poured out my heart and soul to him. I told him all the things i hadn't told anyone. How scared i was of life.

He listened. He offered me the best advice i've ever had. He understood everything i said. He had spent a lifetime of ups and downs.

We ended up driving around through the sunrise and i dropped him off in the dawn hours and he made me promise him that i would always be okay. I told him i would. He said sometimes okay is enough.

I am sad that he forgot that, or that he lost okay.


Posted by Jess at 09:58 PM Permalink

Comments (5)

I'm so sorry to hear about your friend. YOU are a strong person, and you are OKAY, don't forget that. This is me giving you a big hug.

Hmmmm. Such a sad thing.

I learned of a friend's suicide recently, and was surprised that it wasn't a different friend. And of course now I worry that the latter might follow the former.

And then I remember a friend who was just the opposite: he was filled with life, but decided to watch a sunrise on the wrong side of a ski patrol barrier: killed in an avalanche.

These things are unexpected and sad. And they hurt for different reasons, all horrible.

Big hugs, my Friend. Stay okay.

Jess, you must be aching. I want to help, but I'm so limited. Telling you that I miss you and love you will have to do.

LB

I'm so sorry to hear this sad news. The pain of suicide is so far reaching. Jess, wishing your broken heart healing vibes-

LB

jess...i also had a really close friend/almost family member take her own life. she lived with us. she was 19. she was full of life and had the biggest heart in the world...but was struggling with depression far more so than any of us knew or understood. the initial shock was hard but it was the months after that it really kicks in. all the 'why's, the anger, the sadness etc...if you ever want to talk, i've been there and am a good listener. you are so strong jess. you are strong as a woman and mother and that's what keeps you going. if things get really bad, they can only get better and i know you will feel better sometime in the near future, i just know. you are already getting there. big hugs jess.

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