So, I'm a little shaken up right now.

I posted this in the Open Letters thread, and I thought I'd post it here, too:


Dear Woman, Mid-30s With Shoulder-Length Brown Hair:

The police knocked on my door last night. They told me what happened and asked if I knew someone matching your decription living on my floor. I told them I didn't.

I was really shaken up.


What made you do what you did? Was your life that terrible that you felt the need to end it?

I hope that you're finally at peace, and I'm sorry it had to come to this.

My prayers are with your family and friends.


- The 28 Year Old In Your Apartment Building.
 
Thats terrible! Poor woman.

I'm always scared the cops are going to knock on my door. Not because i've ever done anything wrong, but because im scared what they might tell me
 
DH lived in Toronto for about 5 years. He was sharing an apartment with his Aunt while attending York University... Anyway, one afternoon while DH was smoking in the balcony, his back to the rail, his Aunt let out a huge scream. Apparently, she saw a body drop from above their building.:wtf:

This is just horrible... hope you're doing better, Caitlin. HUGS***