LogFAQs > #965840900

He was perhaps my oldest friend, a fellow musician, and someone who I could not only fully relate to, but one of the few and possibly the only I could really express certain emotions with musically.

I got the call this morning.

Hes had depression and mental health issues for as long as I have known him, but all of us in his circle were aware of them and he really did seem to be fighting through it. Didnt quit his job, lose touch with friends, stop being himself, or any of the other tell-tale signs something like this was about to happen. It seems he had a manic episode that was much more severe than they typically had been and felt no other solution. Were pretty certain it was not a long-planned thing but a spur-of-the-moment episode, given how his room was found and the conversations we had all had with him over the past few weeks/months.

Fucking sucks. Dont really know what to do now. Anything close to normal life feels pointless and/or dull.