Dedicated to Wes.
I just found out that I lost a friend I had grown to know very well over the past three years to suicide. We worked together on a few shorts in Maine and he always seemed happy (well, as much as any of us anyway). He had recently been taking care of himself; eating right, working out, and working towards his goals. But in the end, his thoughts were too much for him to contain and he took action albeit in the wrong direction.
I’m devastated not only because we lost him but sad that we feel so isolated in a world full of lonely people. If only we could get together more, talk more frequently, and learn to break away from feeling ashamed to reach out then this wouldn’t happen as often as it does. Continue reading