I just found out that my friend was found dead at 5am by his mother.
They don't know what happened. They think it was an overdose and I'm just praying to God it was an accident.
He left a seven year old son behind who is the image of him. I babysit that kid all the time I think the shock has just taken over.
What hurts is that after he found out I was doing his ex wife a favour by babysitting their son for them, he cut me off because he didn't want anything to do with her. They got married very young and she then figured out she was gay it destroyed him, but I never took anyone's side I was just looking after his son. I was trying to be nice and help them out and because of that I didn't get to say goodbye to him.
All these memories of him keep coming back now. I just keep hoping it was an accident because I wish I hadn't let him cut me out of his life like that. The feeling come in waves one minute I'll be in shock the next I'll be crying.
I just wish I could talk to him again :'(
RIP Alex <edit moderator last name deleted>