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There are no words - Her Most Regal Majesty, the Queen of Snark
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There are no words
M. was not a close friend. More of an acquaintance. I never really had the opportunity to get to know him well, although we'd chatted a few times. When I was leaving Cambridge, he said how much he liked me and that he wished he'd been able to know me better.

M. struggled against depression and lost - he took his own life. All I can really remember is what a gentle person he was. Not socially apt, but a quiet, intense human being. I was never close enough to be there for him, and there is doubtless nothing I could have done even had I been able to, but I am saddened both that anyone could have felt that level of despair, and for those close to him who must now deal with their grief.

A plea to any of my friends - if you feel you have to check out, I will cast no blame, I will make no judgements. I only ask that you try as hard as you can to hold on for those who care for you - the world will *not* be a better place without you.
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lnr From: lnr Date: September 10th, 2004 09:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks. That says a lot of what I would have wanted to say if I had words.
From: rmc28 Date: September 11th, 2004 08:11 am (UTC) (Link)
Thank you.
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