Happy Birthday, Eric. I hope you are at peace now. I will say a prayer for you and your family today. What a painful month this must be for them.
I wish that you were just another anonymous middle age dude, lamenting how close to forty you are, maybe going to Outback with your family for dinner, then settling down to play some games on your big screen TV (the new Resident Evil 2 seems like something you would like), or watch a Tarantino movie with your woman. I wish that your time on Earth had not been so painful that you felt the need to self-destruct in such a violent way and that you had gotten the help you so desperately needed (though your parents did try). Finally, I wish all your great qualities: intelligence, diligence, focus, and creativity, had been put to a positive use instead of horrific destruction. What a waste! It’s just all so sad. Peace be with you, Eric.