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Dame Shirley Porter, British politician, died at the age of 95.
Jonathan Tiersten, actor known for staring in the movie Sleepaway Camp, died at the age of 60.
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Dame Shirley Porter, British politician, died at the age of 95.
Jonathan Tiersten, actor known for staring in the movie Sleepaway Camp, died at the age of 60.
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Sounds like a suicide, based on the post his sister made on Facebook:
My dear, sweet little brother,
I’m so sorry we couldn’t save you.
I’m sorry the darkness and pain were so deep, so heavy, that they pulled you somewhere we couldn’t reach.
We tried in all the ways we knew how.
With words, with love, with laughter, with music, with tears.
We reached for you again and again, hoping something…anything, would break through and bring you back to us.
But if all of that couldn’t reach you…
I don’t believe anything could.
And that is the part that hurts the most
knowing how deeply you were loved,
and still not being able to take that pain away from you.
Our hearts are crushed.
There’s a silence now where your voice used to be,
and it echoes in ways I don’t know how to fill.
I will miss our calls.
I will miss your voice messages.
I will miss the way you’d play me music like you were letting me into your world for a moment.
And your voice… it really did sound like heaven.
That’s how I’ll always remember it.
You were more than your pain.
More than the darkness that surrounded you.
You were kind, and real, and full of something that can’t be replaced.
You mattered so much more than I think you ever truly knew.
I wish you could have seen yourself the way we saw you.
I wish you could have felt even a fraction of the love that surrounded you.
Maybe then things would have been different…
but I also know this wasn’t something simple.
It wasn’t something we could fix.
So instead, I hold onto you.
To the memories, the laughter, the music, the moments that were ours.
Those are real. Those are forever.
I hope wherever you are now, the weight is gone.
I hope the darkness has lifted.
I hope you feel peace in a way you couldn’t here.
You were so deeply loved.
You still are.
And you always will be.
I will carry you with me…
in every song, in every quiet moment, in every memory that finds its way back.
Rest now, my sweet brother.
You don’t have to fight anymore.
I’m so sorry we couldn’t save you.
I’m sorry the darkness and pain were so deep, so heavy, that they pulled you somewhere we couldn’t reach.
We tried in all the ways we knew how.
With words, with love, with laughter, with music, with tears.
We reached for you again and again, hoping something…anything, would break through and bring you back to us.
But if all of that couldn’t reach you…
I don’t believe anything could.
And that is the part that hurts the most
knowing how deeply you were loved,
and still not being able to take that pain away from you.
Our hearts are crushed.
There’s a silence now where your voice used to be,
and it echoes in ways I don’t know how to fill.
I will miss our calls.
I will miss your voice messages.
I will miss the way you’d play me music like you were letting me into your world for a moment.
And your voice… it really did sound like heaven.
That’s how I’ll always remember it.
You were more than your pain.
More than the darkness that surrounded you.
You were kind, and real, and full of something that can’t be replaced.
You mattered so much more than I think you ever truly knew.
I wish you could have seen yourself the way we saw you.
I wish you could have felt even a fraction of the love that surrounded you.
Maybe then things would have been different…
but I also know this wasn’t something simple.
It wasn’t something we could fix.
So instead, I hold onto you.
To the memories, the laughter, the music, the moments that were ours.
Those are real. Those are forever.
I hope wherever you are now, the weight is gone.
I hope the darkness has lifted.
I hope you feel peace in a way you couldn’t here.
You were so deeply loved.
You still are.
And you always will be.
I will carry you with me…
in every song, in every quiet moment, in every memory that finds its way back.
Rest now, my sweet brother.
You don’t have to fight anymore.
He does seem to have a deranged, almost schizophrenic look in his photos. You can tell from his facial expressions that his mind is struggling, even going back to the early 2000s.