Heart heavy and words laden with sorrow, I share with you the devastating news of the loss of my dear friend, Alan. Through the darkest battles with my own demons, Alan stood as a pillar of unwavering support. His warmth and kindness never wavered, a constant presence in my life as I navigated the shadows of depression. Yet, a cruel irony reveals itself – while I leaned on his strength, he grappled silently with a darkness I never saw.

Guilt now haunts the memory of the solace he provided, unaware that he needed it just as desperately. In my struggle, I failed to see his silent cries for help. The weight of this realization is an unbearable burden, a lament for the friend who offered me light while shrouded in his own darkness.

Alan, may the pain that haunted your soul find its end. In this new realm, I pray you’ve found peace and joy that eluded you on this earth. My heart aches, but I hold onto the hope that you are now free from the shadows that claimed you. Rest in peace, dear friend, and know that your memory will forever linger in the deepest depths of my heart.

Please, please, please, dear reader, I beg you. Check in on your people and hold them as close as you can. You never know what silent battles they fight.