i am,
a) sittting in the corner at a cafe called Pergolesi, which was apparently and is evidently 'hipster central'
c) looking longingly at the website for Santa Cruz's activist centre about two blocks from where i am sat.
d) tired but will rollerskate japanese pork fry tonight.
C) in a bubble, an empty bubble
x) in shock about Christopher Hatton, 22, A beloved student who took his own life last Tuesday, on the Sussex downs in Brighton.
Although Chris and i weren't exactly friends, we started doing the same degree back in first year. There were only five of us enrolled onto Environmental Science. Chris and i laughed together when we realised we'd both promptly changed courses one week into our degrees. I used to see him around and we'd catch up. I saw him about a month ago and he avoided my eye contact- which is the same response a friend of mine experienced when they bumped into him recently.
It's a strange feeling knowing that someone on the periphery of my student life is gone and that they chose to end their existence at such a young and flourishing time.
However i feel unable to have one opinion; the path to his morbid conclusion seems clear to me yet it also seems heartbreakingly unjust. It angers me to know that no one and nothing stopped him yet i also know that slipping into that state of mind is fatal because of its crippling silence.
Still, i feel shocked that it happened because i've never known anyone who committed suicide.
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