But it's nothing like the shock and sadness felt to hear that someone you know has taken their life. A week ago today, a colleague of mine died. I'm terribly sad to say that I didn't know Steph very well; during the whole time we worked for the same company, I think we only worked together maybe four times. But she was always friendly and funny, and I liked her. Four days before she died, I was working with her. Three of us were together, having a laugh and a joke while we worked. We were having a good night. Then four days later, Steph was gone.
The day I found out was awful, I spent the day working in a kind of fog. My heart broke for Steph, for how she must have felt to do what she did, the pain she was hiding. I've wanted to say something for a while, but wasn't sure what I could say - especially as I didn't really know Steph. But it's important to me that I say something. That you see Steph as a person, and not just another statistic. So I'll tell you what I do know.
There was a girl. Her name was Steph. Steph was in her 20s, and was a part-time bookseller. She also worked at an animal shelter. She reviewed for a movie review site. She'd recently found a new job that she was due to be starting soon. She was a really nice girl. Steph existed, she lived in this world.
Steph was here - and now she's not.
I hope you can rest in peace now, lady.
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