my thoughts

How to know


People come and go in our lives, some you stay in contact with and some you don’t. Some are always within reach, some become just acquaintances or someone you used to know. Last Sunday I found out that someone I was once good friends?, buddies, with, how to even define it now?, but he passed away. (We hung out as teens, have been in the same social circle since then, talked once in awhile on Facebook but he left state , we had a death in our circle way back when that made some of us closer for life and he was one of mine.) It was a shock to lots of people, then we found out the news report said he was homeless!!!?? As people started looking and digging into things he had been in a lot of trouble, had got in to cocaine, was arrested multiple times for varies things?!!? He was in Vermont and we here in Maine were just incredibly shocked as more and more came out.

Some things said was if anyone had known he was in such bad shape they would have helped him, but obviously he didn’t want us to know. If we had known we would have gone and got him and brought him home, but we didn’t . I understand his shame and not letting us know but how far is far enough? They have no idea what happened to him or how he died? He was only 45.

It makes me realize, we tell the depressed and the addicts to reach out for help, but what if they can’t? What if they are too ashamed? Do we just sit back and loose them forever? I never had a chance to even think maybe he was in trouble,

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