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Two years ago, I got a call Friday morning that my partner didn’t show up to work. Thinking he slept in, I headed over to check. On my way there I got another call, this time from the police. His car was found parked at Deception Pass, a bridge notorious for suicide
Two years ago, I got a call Friday morning that my partner didn’t show up to work. Thinking he slept in, I headed over to check. On my way there I got another call, this time from the police. His car was found parked at Deception Pass, a bridge notorious for suicide
I spent my drive telling myself everything is okay, but when I got to his house, two police officers told me they found the worst thing imaginable: a suicide note on his PC. The time stamp of the note was the same time we were sharing P5 memes and planning our marriage weekend
I could go into detail about the emotional and physical pain I experienced from desperately searching the coast of Puget Sound, and the PTSD that still haunts from the insane harassment I received from my viral missing person post.. but none of it matters. He was never found
I prayed everyday he would show up, but I quickly realized he never will. I accepted once someone jumps from that bridge, its almost impossible for their body to resurface
But I’m okay with it. I dont want him to be found now, because I never want to experience that pain again
But I’m okay with it. I dont want him to be found now, because I never want to experience that pain again
It’s been two years and I still tell myself I should’ve driven up that night, I should’ve reached out to his commander when he was stressed about work to make sure they were taking care of him. I know this isn’t my fault, but I will forever feel guilty for the steps I didn’t take
Suicide is an awful disease that can rapidly take anyone. It took the kindest, funniest, smartest, and most beautiful person I’ve ever known. A person I constantly reminded how incredibly special and loved they are, and I wish everyday we could’ve help him before it was too late
If you are ever experiencing ideations or feeling extremely low, please reach out to someone or a professional. There are people who love you and care about you more than you could ever imagine
RIP Jean Marc Faubert, my beautiful soulmate. You are forever loved and missed by us
RIP Jean Marc Faubert, my beautiful soulmate. You are forever loved and missed by us
