Tragic Event
His name was Arnold Budding. I've known him since 1985, been friends since, was an usher at my wedding, shared many joys together. He was one of those people who never let you think it was a "rainy day". Always smiling, always good news, always the most sociable at parties etc. I always worry about people like that, when there's never "anything wrong". I guess whatever it was that was troubling him built up too much inside for him to take anymore, and he ended it in a hotel room on Thursday. He left a wife and a 7 year old son. It truly reminds me how much one's life affects others.
I've suffered clinical depressions on and off most of my life. I know very well what suicidal thoughts are, and what it's like to live in hell. Thank GOD I get help for this. Medical, Pastoral, and fellowship, and just letting others know when I'm hurting. It doesn't make the hurt go away, but it does let me know I'm not the only person on earth suffering during these episodes. I just got over a 6 month depression which I had suicidal thoughts daily, and lost my job because I just couldn't face dealing with people. I'm better know, thankfully, and am working again. Communicating this stuff makes such a difference, and my three kids won't have to attend Daddy's funeral, as I will be attending Arnold's on Monday night.
I plan on coming back here more often. It's been a bad habit of mine many times to just disappear from friends, groups, etc. Like sneaking out the door without anyone seeing you.
Thanks for listening. I miss you guys, I hope to hear from you all.
Doug "Boscoe" Bacon