Our dear friend has gone.
DH has known him forever, me more recently (but still years rather than months).
He'd been having a really difficult time, and had sought help but was obviously not getting what he needed to keep hope.
He took his own life and we feel bereft.
I'm not sure what I'm looking for here, but we're riding the emotional roller coaster of tears and memories whilst trying to stay fairly level as we have small DCs.
It's just too too sad. We loved him so much.