jace was so much more than a "classmate", that's how they addressed him today. he was full of life. every time he walked into a room it became brighter, happier. he was so young. it was 2 weeks past his 16th birthday. he got me through 8th grade, and freshman year when I was being bullied so bad I didn't want to go to school. he was so much more than they described him today. we didn't see the signs, we missed them. mental illness is real. mental illness took an amazing life yesterday. I loved jace, very dearly. im not very religious but he was. I know that he is where he belongs. please please, if you're ever feeling like this, talk to someone. I know it might feel as if there is no one at your side, but today proved there are so many people that love you, even if you don't see it.
