Friday, October 19, 2007

Another, so soon.

My mate Simon's boyfriend Bernt, call me on Monday to say that Simon had been missing since Saturday night. Simon had flipped out. Did I know he did that?

Yes, Bernt. He hasn't done it for a long time?

No, he hasn't. If he contacts you will you give me a call?

Simon, in many ways, has lived an extraordinary life. Great tragedy, with his parents dying in a car accident, when he was eighteen, with three younger brothers, just when he was about to compete in the Olympics. But, Simon turned it into selfless personal triumph, by giving up his life and single-handedly raising his brothers, for ten years, playing both mother and father, paying the mortgage, all the bills. Everything.

Everybody who met Simon loved him.

Then it all turned to tragedy again when his brothers, as adults, took every thing. The parents Will, after all, gave equal share to all the boys. Some how they got everything because Simon took his in cash and spent it on his brothers... something like that. We were all gobsmacked, at the time.

After that, Simon didn't know what to do and he dissolved into fierce pot smoking for a number of years. He eventually fell into depression.

Then he met Bernt and like Cinderella, everything turned to gold again. Everybody felt that Bernt was the prince who Simon so much deserved.

But the depression returned. The pot smoking had left it's damage on Simon. He was one of the 5% who is susceptible to mental health issues if he smoked pot. He was so good and so happy and normal for 99 per cent of the time. He was watched when he wasn't, but they were few and far between, for so many years now.

Unfortunately, on Saturday night he got away. And in one of those rare, unbalanced moments of his, he killed himself. Such a gorgeous man. Much adored.


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