I just found out that someone I went to both high school and college with has committed suicide. I’m still in total shock. We were never really that close — I haven’t talked to him in about a year since I moved out of Berkeley — but in college, we had a few classes together and we hung out occasionally. He even had a crush on me at one point. Towards the end of college, he kind of went off and did his own thing and never went out with us anymore — and we all just attributed the change to the whole growing up and growing apart deal. I know no one is to blame for what happened but I can’t help but wonder if I had just tried to keep in contact or *something* then maybe he wouldn’t have felt like he couldn’t turn to anyone. I don’t know. I just… I still can’t believe it. I hope his family is coping as best they can and that maybe, somehow, he’s found peace.