This happened today, a few hours ago at my friend's 21st birthday party at a local bar. I just got home and I'm still drunk while writing this.
Some backstory: I'm a 22 year old dude, living the good ol' college life; currently studying physical education and health with intentions of becoming a personal trainer when I graduate. I've met many people while I've been at college; some great, some not so great. One of the greats has been this guy by the name of Chad. I met him at my first house party. He was always super polite, always offering me his refrigerator chilled beers and striking up good conversation when things became too dull. He started to ask me how he should go about 'making gainz' at the gym, and so I told him to come to the gym with me and he would soon find out; a friendship was born. Every day at 2 o' clock I would kick his ass and every day he would come back for more; sore, and ready to rumble. Great guy, great personality, a true friend.
Fast forward to this year. Chad has since graduated from my university and accompanying that is distance and lack of contact. I only see him once every two or three months as he comes back to visit. Unfortunately, his little sister took her own life not anymore than two weeks ago for reasons that were not released to anyone outside his family. It devastated him.
Fast forward to tonight. Chad and I are at the bar with a bunch of friends, just hanging out and having a good time. We're partners in pool, facing off against two scrubs. While he passes me the pool stick for my turn we have the following exchange of words:
Chad: "When are you scheduled to graduate from college?" Me: "Sometime soon, if everything works out, I'll be outta here after winter term of next year." Chad: "Right on man, what do you plan on doing after you graduate?" Me: "Honestly, I love college, and I hate of leaving this great place where I've created so many awesome memories" (Looks away for a second, and then back at Chad) "I'd rather kill myself than give this up."
My friends standing around us watching us play pool had instantly looked at me after I said that, and in that instant, so many things connected in my drunken brain, and I knew I had fucked up, bad.
Luckily Chad is... Chad, and he forgave me and he knew I didn't mean anything by it, but that didn't keep me from feeling like shit and apologizing constantly for the rest of the night.
TL;DR Friend's sister committed suicide, then I tell him that I was going to kill myself in response to an honest question about college: My bad.
Submitted May 23, 2015 at 03:03PM by muscledragon http://ift.tt/1Kby6Xq tifu
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