I had a moment today.
A moment when I felt and saw myself as a teacher.
It wasn't a good moment.
I found out a kid I went to high school with had committed suicide.
I've dealt with suicide before.
Of course it shocked me.
What kills me the most is that just because he was a troubled kid.
Just because he didn't get good grades.
Just because he was a bully.
People still believed in him.
Teachers thought he could be a good kid.
I knew he was a good kid.

I just thought about how much people believed in him.
In a way I felt like a teacher because I believed in him.
I hope to never have a student take their life after they have been in my classroom.
It's too sad.

My prayers are with the Davis family.
RIP Ryan.