“…God be with you till we meet again…” Well, that’s the lyric I clenched as they sang the hymns of the Golden Bells.”… This is the continuation of our first episode of ‘dying like a real man.
Let’s get started…
Is this what those who told him to be a ‘real man’ envision? What was it that the real man could not share? The last time I checked, a problem shared is half solved, well, if shared with the right people.
I thought I was there for him but then, here I am, eyes were swollen, beards soaked with tears, very much bitter wishing I could help out a brother. Now he’s no more.
We are almost done with the service, and we’ll lower this brother of ours to the grave and as much as I’m sad, I’m also very bitter.
I’m bitter because we are not telling the truth, bitter because we are running from the truth, bitter because we are just staring at memes as if everything is okay, bitter because of the pressure mounting on the young men, bitter because some are almost losing it and they have no one to confide in.
Well, maybe it’ll hit most of you people once you get into this state I’ve gotten to, but I wish you won’t. A very sad state. Well, I’m very bitter because as much as we all know he took his life, there’s a big problem and no one seems to be trying to look for a solution.
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