I know these posts always start with some sort of story, and I don't really have anyone else to tell but Habbox forum, which is really sad.
This morning I woke up to find that one of my childhood friends had died. I remember that I used to go over to his house when we were younger, play skipping ropes with his sister. I remember getting a splinter off of his garden fence and thinking that my life was ending. We went to school together and drifted with friend groups, but I was around when his dad died. I'm not going to pretend that we were as close as he was to other people, I'm not going to pretend that we were the best of friends for the latter part of his life, but our childhood and our father's friendship was enough for him to leave an impact. In school, he hung out with a group of boys that bullied me and he never made any insightful commentary... ever. He was the kind of lad that buried everything he felt to put other people first, and it's horrible that I never thought to be there for him properly after everything that happened.
I'm actually pretty heartbroken. I'm 600 miles away from home and I can't go to his funeral. I'm not even exactly sure of what to do with myself today...
Help me. How do you deal with loss?
I'll be in the help desk if anyone wants to just come and chill out and chat, take my mind off of the 5000 things going on.