Preface: I'd like to start this post by mentioning and making a few things clear. First of all, this may or may not be the proper or best section to post this in. I was even advised by whom I am writing on behalf of to not post this in general discussion, but fuck that. I don't care if this isn't the appropriate section. It is going here anyways. The other thing that I would like to state before delving into the matter at hand is that if you're going to rate this funny or make shitty puns then to fuck off right now. This is not the place for that. Now, I've got a few things cleared up. Let's get into the meat and potatoes of this topic.
From the title of this thread you can probably infer that Zeke will no longer be posting here. One might wonder why he will not be posting here anymore. I'll be going into great detail so as to explain this. To fully understand this situation we have to start from the beginning. Nathan, Zeke, was a nice boy born in the year -redacted- in the province of -redacted-. He led a mostly normal life. He went through school up until high school. After he graduated from high school he attempted to go to university but complications held him up. During this time Nathan attempted to find work in his hometown. He had little success. He was able to get a job at a local grocery store restocking the milk until the store closed due to poor management from a new owner. It's not that he didn't want to work, he just couldn't find a job after that.
Nathan worked hard all throughout school. He also had a job during the later years of his schooling. He accumulated around $8000 during this time which he put into savings. When his parents were going through a hard time financially he offered to support himself in the household using his money. He used up around $4000 out of the $8000. Nathan had a somewhat healthy relationship with his parents. He wasn't that fond of his father but he didn't mind him either. Most talk between the two was just smalltalk. He was a bit closer to his mother. He'd actually tell her some of the problems which he was having. (These problems will be elaborated on later in the post)
Nathan really didn't have any hobbies. As well all know he was a prominent poster on facepunch with many threads such as -redacted-. He was in a total of two relationships. The first was with a girl. It kinky and what not. It lasted a while and he enjoyed it. The second was with a male, but it only lasted a week or so. He really didn't get into music until the age of about 18. He was mostly into metal such as -redacted-. He also really liked the outdoors. Have a picture of a -redacted- and a -redacted-.
Straying away from the good things, let's move to the problems. Since a young age he has suffered psychological problems. He's suffered from hallucinations and the likes. He's often times seen things or heard voices in his head. One time the voices in his head made him stab his own leg. The voices also told him that they could make him hurt someone. Of course he didn't like this. He went to a shrink to get some help. He didn't reveal all the details so it was somewhat redundant. Later he returned to the shrink with a letter he had written containing all of his problems. He was put on medication which only somewhat helped.
Mental issues were not the only problem he was facing. He had to put it simply lost the will to live. He couldn't go to university or find a job due to issues from his town. There were no jobs to be found. Life was stagnant for him. This didn't mix well with the mental issues. Other factors acted as a catalyst to speed up this process of depression. It got to the point to where he'd say multiple times that he'd kill himself. He's been talking to me about it for months. I tried to talk him out of it for a few months. That worked somewhat. On Valentine's Day he messaged me on steam. He had a request. He asked that if he did off himself that I tell Facepunch and other people for him. I obliged.
Last night, Thursday, he messaged me saying that he was going to do it at around 10pm. He needed someone to talk to, so I obliged for the next five hours. I stayed up to keep him company. He started off the night with some rum and coke. As the night progressed he had downed the whole bottle. We talked about some things. It was nearing 3am when he changed his gmail and steam passwords so that when he logged of they would be gone permanately. At around 4am the time had come. We said our goodbyes, I said I loved him, I'll miss him, and what not. We ended it calling each other by name and simply saying "night."
After this he began to take sleeping pills, and by that I mean a ton of nyquill, nyquill the size of horse pills. Drunk and under heavy medication he went out into the night. The plan was to find a place in the woods to lay down and to basically die. The cold weather would pretty much cause hypothermia. I'm assuming he went through with this. He hasn't been online for 11 hours. There is a slight chance that someone found him, however he is most likely dead. Assuming he survived he is most likely in the hospital in critical condition or in some place to correct his mental issues. However, it is likely that he is dead. I've got a contact in his home town who will let me know if his name comes up in the obituary.
That's pretty much it. He requested that I inform Facepunch, and I have.