A bit of a prelude- one obviously drunk and upset young guy got up to sing a song, and dedicated it to a friend who had killed herself the night before. It was sad to watch him struggle with pain as he sang the song, as well as the lovely girlfriend left behind, devastated. Quite an awkward moment, to see all that grief.
I later saw the girlfriend in the bathroom, and heard her ask someone for a hug. When I was leaving, I told her-
There's only one person at fault, and she's not here to explain her actions. You can't blame yourself. For whatever reason she found this was the only answer to her pain, and it's sad that she couldn't ask for help. Now is the time to take care of yourself, and the friends left behind. Life is too precious to be taken for granted, and you can see what pain is left behind when someone chooses to end their life.I lost a friend last month, and it served as a reminder of what happens to the living.
She was relieved to hear what I had to say, and told me that I was the first person to say that- she had been blaming herself.
We hugged before going back out into the bar, and I lost her in the crowd...
and enjoyed the rest of the show. I gave the boys a ride home, and we sang at the top of our lungs to my favorite karaoke songs I had burned on a CD. Rusty made me laugh so much, I almost cried.