“What we do in life echoes for eternity.”
I read this quote this morning shortly after finding out of PrideKiller’s passing.
PrideKiller and I were not particularly close, nor very conversational; however, I liked his stories and respected him for his courage online and throughout his frequent updates. Being online is difficult when you constantly have to fight criticism from those online and in the real world.
I would like to say that I am not so affected by his passing —I did not even know him for heaven’s sake— but that would be a lie. It has hit close to home and I cannot stop thinking about it. I have a brother the age that PrideKiller was and as such, cannot imagine what his family is going through today. They are in my thoughts and prayers, as are any of his friends and close followers on Wattpad.
His passing also gives me an ironic feeling of guilt. I finished my final year of school yesterday, celebrated it, and knowing that PrideKiller will never be able to do the same sends bad prickles up my spine. Thinking of my own brother in such a position makes me feel sick.
I feel even worse considering last night I thought to myself, “I’ll send him a message tomorrow to wish him well and happy holidays.” The guilt is scratching at me like a starved dog begging for scraps.
I know that I am not entitled to these words, but I simply cannot stop thinking.
However, I do hope that wherever PrideKiller is now, he is happy and is no longer haunted by pain and sickness. Please keep him and his family in your thoughts and prayers.
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