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Dear Anonymous,
Thank you so much for sharing your story.
Your honesty and courage in opening up about your struggles mean more than words can express. By speaking out, you are helping others know they are not alone and that can truly save a life.
You matter so much to so many. We are so grateful that you chose to keep going, and to share this reflection that may give someone else the strength, courage to do the same. It takes incredible courage to reach out for help or to seek professional support when things feel heavy, and we want to encourage you to do so if you ever feel down again. Reaching out is a brave, powerful and hopeful thing to do.
Thank you, too, for remembering our Nathan and for the kindness and care in your words. Knowing that in a special kind of way he continues to touch others, reminds us why this community exists…to carry hope forward, together.
With gratitude and love,
💙 The Blue Bee Project Team
February 5, 2026Thank you so much for sharing your story.
Your honesty and courage in opening up about your struggles mean more than words can express. By speaking out, you are helping others know they are not alone and that can truly save a life.
You matter so much to so many. We are so grateful that you chose to keep going, and to share this reflection that may give someone else the strength, courage to do the same. It takes incredible courage to reach out for help or to seek professional support when things feel heavy, and we want to encourage you to do so if you ever feel down again. Reaching out is a brave, powerful and hopeful thing to do.
Thank you, too, for remembering our Nathan and for the kindness and care in your words. Knowing that in a special kind of way he continues to touch others, reminds us why this community exists…to carry hope forward, together.
With gratitude and love,
💙 The Blue Bee Project Team
I’m Nathan’s classmate, and I will be graduating in 2026. Even though I didn’t have a close relationship with him, I still remember him somewhat all the way from Laura Bush to Dobie. He was in my algebra class in 8th grade, English class in 9th grade, and chemistry in 10th grade. I think the memory that comes to mind the clearest was when my English teacher praised him for using the word “dichotomy” in an essay. I think he had a lot going for him. He was in Pre-AP, AP, ECs—everything that embodied a good student.
I also want to share about the struggles I’ve gone through throughout the years. I guess ever since 2020, I’ve gone through a lot of mental turmoil. I would vacillate toward and away from the thought many times. I think I tried going to other trusted adults and friends, but I didn’t get any definite answer that really anchored me onto choosing to continue. I was mostly waved off, minimized, and the encouragement felt superficial at best. I felt alone, with no one to go to that would truly understand me. I wasn’t living the best, wasn’t thinking the best, and I felt really stressed out from all my classes.
My last memory of Nathan was when the whole chemistry class was having fun racing to name polyatomic ions. It feels so selfish of me to say this, and I’m really sorry for it, but after that day, the grief I saw in everyone brought me a feeling I couldn’t describe. Family, friends, teachers, and everyone was struck. I think something changed within me right there. It broke me to see how many people were affected. It’s hard to fathom that once someone is gone, they’re gone—me and my friends seeing that empty seat in chemistry everyday after, childishly expecting that he would come back from being sick all that time.
I think I was aware of this epidemic, but I never felt the effects of it firsthand until that day. After that, I realized that I would never want to subject that type of pain onto the people that I care for and my community ever. I want to end this message with the words of the late Dr. Jane Goodall: “Whether or not you find the role that you’re supposed to play, your life does matter. And that every single day you live, you make a difference in the world.”
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February 5, 2026I also want to share about the struggles I’ve gone through throughout the years. I guess ever since 2020, I’ve gone through a lot of mental turmoil. I would vacillate toward and away from the thought many times. I think I tried going to other trusted adults and friends, but I didn’t get any definite answer that really anchored me onto choosing to continue. I was mostly waved off, minimized, and the encouragement felt superficial at best. I felt alone, with no one to go to that would truly understand me. I wasn’t living the best, wasn’t thinking the best, and I felt really stressed out from all my classes.
My last memory of Nathan was when the whole chemistry class was having fun racing to name polyatomic ions. It feels so selfish of me to say this, and I’m really sorry for it, but after that day, the grief I saw in everyone brought me a feeling I couldn’t describe. Family, friends, teachers, and everyone was struck. I think something changed within me right there. It broke me to see how many people were affected. It’s hard to fathom that once someone is gone, they’re gone—me and my friends seeing that empty seat in chemistry everyday after, childishly expecting that he would come back from being sick all that time.
I think I was aware of this epidemic, but I never felt the effects of it firsthand until that day. After that, I realized that I would never want to subject that type of pain onto the people that I care for and my community ever. I want to end this message with the words of the late Dr. Jane Goodall: “Whether or not you find the role that you’re supposed to play, your life does matter. And that every single day you live, you make a difference in the world.”
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he would play games on the computer upstairs and we would all watch him play and we would get scared sometimes because it was a scary game and we would always play around.
February 5, 2026