Protagonist
October 30th, 2006, 10:48 PM
This is not something I usually do, but I'm hoping that you pagans will understand more than most, since Halloween is one of your high holidays.
For several months, I and my friends planned to dress up as, essentially, "undead college students," and we were going to splash our college shirts with fake chocolate blood any everything. Sounds fine.
Last week, a fairly close friend of mine here at college committed suicide. This has pretty much changed my life, and I'm still pretty distraught. I attended the funeral today, and it's just starting to sink in that, no, he's not coming back.
After the funeral I collapsed in bed for a few hours crying, and my friends came to see me later. They'd spent the afternoon making those bloody college shirts and shoved one in my face. I don't quite know how to explain to them that I just can't bring myself to wear it.
What's worse, another friend of mine overheard them making those. Someone was staring at the fake blood, and one of my friends said, "Yeah, we'll miss 'em." That alone makes me wish they felt like I did, but I know they don't. Am I just being emo? Not wanting to wear the costume is more for me than for my deceased friend. I just don't think I could wear it without crying all day.
For several months, I and my friends planned to dress up as, essentially, "undead college students," and we were going to splash our college shirts with fake chocolate blood any everything. Sounds fine.
Last week, a fairly close friend of mine here at college committed suicide. This has pretty much changed my life, and I'm still pretty distraught. I attended the funeral today, and it's just starting to sink in that, no, he's not coming back.
After the funeral I collapsed in bed for a few hours crying, and my friends came to see me later. They'd spent the afternoon making those bloody college shirts and shoved one in my face. I don't quite know how to explain to them that I just can't bring myself to wear it.
What's worse, another friend of mine overheard them making those. Someone was staring at the fake blood, and one of my friends said, "Yeah, we'll miss 'em." That alone makes me wish they felt like I did, but I know they don't. Am I just being emo? Not wanting to wear the costume is more for me than for my deceased friend. I just don't think I could wear it without crying all day.