from where no light can escape

Earlier this week I found out that a girl I went to school with committed suicide. My heart hurts.

I don't know why it's affecting me this way. We weren't friends ... but, I knew her. I spent time with her. We were in the school musicals together.

I may have just been a kid in the grade below, but I remember her. Vividly. I can kind of hear her voice. I hate my memory.

Depression is not "all in your head" ... it's not just "sadness" ... it's beyond that ... a black hole of sorts, gravitational pull and all.

"Just be happy." "Be positive." "Life's too short." My all-time favorite and guaranteed to make me resent you: "Someone has it worse." Fuck those sayings.

Yeah, I cursed.