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The original was posted on /r/nostupidquestions by /u/EhndlessSl0th on 2023-08-29 18:00:32.
Recently found out that a guy I went to school with was murdered, doing something he loved.
He was 2 years older than me, and we rarely talked while I was growing up, but the dude was infectious with positivity and good vibes. He strived to make everyone smile, and was even famous for the hugs he would give to people. It's obvious he had a big impact, not just in our small town, but throughout the music community in a nearby city. He was always reaching out to people, even if he didn't know them, to cheer them on and let them know they/the effort they were putting in was important.
Ever since I found out, I've been so sad. I even had a nightmare about it last night.i know it's absolutely nothing compared to the grief his family and loved ones have been going through..but why am I so sad when I didn't even know the guy like that? I almost feel compelled to do something meaningful for him, but I don't even know what that would be.