Earlier this morning, I received a call from my friend's mother saying that one of my old high school buddies who I was real close to with had too much to drink at his dorm in UCLA, and slipped and fell off a three-story balcony, breaking his neck.
I'm pretty fucked up, as I haven't had anyone close to me pass away since, like, elementary school, so I'm not sure how to really deal with this in a healthy way. Today was a lot of mourning, and visiting with friends. Rough.
He and I used to run Cross Country together, and was really my running partner, so anyone familiar with that sport knows how much of a family it really becomes. Very tough to deal with.
Any advice / stories that people are willing to share are welcome.
I'm pretty fucked up, as I haven't had anyone close to me pass away since, like, elementary school, so I'm not sure how to really deal with this in a healthy way. Today was a lot of mourning, and visiting with friends. Rough.
He and I used to run Cross Country together, and was really my running partner, so anyone familiar with that sport knows how much of a family it really becomes. Very tough to deal with.
Any advice / stories that people are willing to share are welcome.