My dear and sweet friend and brother Mike was on a downward spiral since the crash. Was in construction. Lost it all. Biz, house, all of it. After his divorce 4 years ago he travelled hi and low, relocating from state to state wherever there was some promise. Only to have it fall apart in layoffs and austerity. Hard not to be depressed after such and so many changes for the worse. Went from a middle class homeowner w/a family, to a day laborer. Seeing it all around you. Alone. Living in shit shacks. Constant exhaustion and worry. Depression. He would not accept help from his friends, and could not get help elsewhere. We all tried. It was not enough. He had had enough, saw no point to it. Swallowed some pills with cheap booze. Went to sleep.
I'm still experiencing some cognitive dissonance. Hard to believe that I'll never speak to or hear or see this sweet soul again.
Thanks again, to all.
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