My first love and one of my best friends after we broke up disappeared 11 years ago yesterday.
Kendell and I spent 2 years of our young lives together. We were both 18 and in love. When we split we remained close friends. On December 11th, 2011 Kendell was last seen going to his favorite spot in Castro Valley, CA. His mental illness caught up to him while out there. He ended up hanging himself. When the search and rescue team found him on December 17th, 2011 he had been there for almost a week. Our old roommate called me and told me the news.
I can still remember where I was, who I was with, what I was doing. 11 years later and I’m still angry that he did this. I’ve tried to make peace with it. How do I make peace?