My good friend of 10+ years, Nyk, passed away in early January.
He and his husband - both only in their early thirties - were found deceased in their bed side by side, after several days of not showing up to work or returning phone calls.
The cause of death for either of them is still unknown.
I've been meaning to put a tribute up on my blog for Nyk, like I've done with other people in my life who have passed away..
It's a bit late, but I guess that doesn't matter. His face still deserves a spot on my blog regardless.
Nyk was like a brother to me. We even called each other 'brother'. He was the first trans man I ever met.
Back in 2003, years before I even began to transition. I watched him go through his entire transition.
Ultimately, witnessing his transformation, and talking to him, led to me realizing my own gender identity once and for all, and gave me the courage to transition myself.
We kept in touch regularly, over the years.. and frequently had some pretty deep conversations, about absolutely everything. I will always miss being able to talk to him.
I'm absolutely devastated and broken up over this loss.
There are so many things I could say, but it's hard to say anything.
I'm just in complete disbelief. There are days when I can't stop crying. For some time, it hadn't quite registered yet, and I was doing fine.. just telling myself that he was still with us, and that he was fine.. but then it finally hit me, and it hit pretty hard.
The only comfort I find in all this is knowing that he and his soulmate went together.
I hate that I didn't get to say goodbye. I wish I knew what happened. I want answers. This kills me. I miss you Nyk. I will never stop missing you. You meant so much to me.
One of the last things he said to me was "I got nothing but mad love for you, bro." .. well I love you too, brother. So much. I can't believe you're gone.
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