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Scott and I have been friends for nearly three years now. I had no friends at all when I met him and his group of friends. They quickly took me in. I made great friends in them all, and will consider them friends until I die. Almost two years ago Scott and I met a girl. Her name is Jen. The two of them quickly hit it off and began a romantic relationship. I also bonded with her almost immediately. I can't even begin to count the amount of inside jokes that only we two shared. Before then she was in a spot very similar to my own when I first met them. Alone. Unsure about life. She was in the throes of overcoming a serious heroin addiction. As time passed throughout the past couple of years, we all went through problems. At one point each of us has lived on the floor of one of the other's house. We were always struggling to keep jobs. We often had money and mental health issues. Finally and suddenly, things just turned around for us at the beginning of this year. Jen, Scott, and I all found great jobs. Jen and Scott's relationship and complete love was growing stronger every day. Jen had been heroin free for over a year. About a month and a half ago the three of us moved in to this really nice town house together. It is a great place in a beautiful neighborhood in a great part of town. Since then things just kept getting better every day. Scott and Jen had made plans to go on vacation together. We have been painting the house, making it our own. We were all smiles all day.

Yesterday Jen comitted suicide by hanging in her bedroom.