....Got home. Wife said sit down. My mind immediately raced to a host of issues that are on the forefront of my anxiety-laden zone. It was none of those....as a matter of fact they don't even matter right here, right now. When she started to pet my hands, took a deep breath and told me that my childhood best friend took his life yesterday, it sent me spiraling..I'm still spiraling...I mean, I'm just tryna deal. OMG this hurts so bad. Full-disclosure...I knew he'd battled and pushed through a litany of issues. He'd pushed through divorce, unemployment, bankruptcy, to getting on his feet, getting remarried, with stability. I felt safe...for him. He sounded good when we spoke last (bout a month ago). My other good buddy had gone down to visit (in Fla) two weeks ago. Everything appeared to be on the up and up. Yet...he still battled those demons. This wasn't his first attempt. None of the previous ones were fully carried out. Which baffles me...as in, why yesterday? I'm beatin' myself up...but truthfully, you never know what people have goin' on. I'm devastated...

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