Dying in your thirties or forties? “Tragic.” Fifties? “Such a shame.” Sixties? “Too soon.” Seventies? “A good run.” Eighties? “A life well lived.” Nineties? “Hell of a ride.”
Oh, please the histrionics. This is what I mean. Where did tell you that you can't say "too young" or "too soon"? I'll counter your loss by saying that my childhood friend splattered her brains all over the place and had no recognizable face left. They couldn't even find her teeth. She was 33, younger than your friend. How'd I do? Of course you managed to shine the light on yourself as if no-one else ever lived through a suicide and the horrid aftermath of death of any kind. RPOZ51 didn't care for what I said. He said it very civilly. I responded very civilly. It's a message board. Everyone is free to opine; but all I've ever seen you do is pile on the rabbit and look at me how deft I am at on piling on the rabbit. Get over myself, lol. Resorting to calling me an irrational woman, what a way to give an attempted kill shot when you ran out of ammo. Don't bother quoting me. I won't read it and it's not worth my time. Sorry about your friend and peace to his family.
“Piling on the rabbit” sounds like some kind of exotic sexual thing I’ve never experienced but probably would like to.