Rest in Peace, Steve

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I certainly did not expect my second blog post to be a somber one. But, negative things need to be talked about just as much as positive ones.

This morning I found out that a friend from high school passed away. I hadn’t hung out with Steve in a few years but was lucky enough to briefly catch up with him when we crossed paths in Center City a few weeks back. Looking back at that moment now I wish I had appreciated it more.

Steve was a hell of an athlete and an even better person. Steve was extremely intelligent and one of the funniest, yet kindest souls I had known. As someone who did not fit in at all in high school, Steve always made me feel like I belonged. He integrated me into our Freshman year homeroom “crew” and helped allow me to start the extremely slow process of breaking out of my shell. He was always there for me when I would walk seven batters in a row on the freshman team and come out frustrated, and would always assert his dominance on the basketball court or in the weight room when we had the chance to compete.

I wanted to share those memories as a way of making an example. We all need to do a better job of checking in on people; Too often we find ourselves realizing it’s too late to say goodbye. I urge everyone reading this to reach out to a friend who you haven’t spoken to in a long time. Ask how they’re doing, see what’s new in life, just be there for them. You never know what that one text can do for someone.

Mental health is no joke and as someone who has struggled, I think it’s important to make sure that people realize it’s okay to talk. It’s okay to not be okay, it’s okay to talk about struggling to cope with a situation, whatever you are struggling with – it is okay. I struggle with understanding death, and writing has always been an outlet to cope with that. So now, I am sharing my thoughts with you. This won’t be the last time, either.

If you ever need someone to talk to, please reach out. I will ALWAYS make myself available for you. No matter who you are or what the issue is – I’m here for you.

Rest in peace, Steve. Thank you for the memories; You will never be forgotten, my friend.

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