I need help in the worst way!

I'm doing much better now. I remember him telling me that when he died he wants to be on his bike. It was quick and painless. There are so many worse ways it could have happened. He was a dare devil and it was a beautiful day. He saw a wide open road and went for it. He was having a absolute blast. It's very unfortunate that I had to see what I did but that's my demon. He is gone but I can honestly say that I genuinely feel happy because it was what he loved doing and no one else was involved.

I'm sure a few of you have friends who died doing stupid things they enjoyed and hopefully you understand that there are worse ways that their lives could have ended.