May 9, 2006 6:54 am

Hello, *****.  (I’m assuming that’s the name you go by)  I’m sorry to say that what you’ve heard about Heidi is true.  She passed back earlier this year, in early January. I didn’t know that there was still anyone who didn’t know.  I had to be told myself, by Heidi’s friend Hernando. I live in Georgia.  I don’t know how well you knew her…but Heidi was the best friend I ever had.  I’m still greatly mourning her death.  If you would like to know more, feel free to write back.  There’s a website called the Tastytronic Diner that is frequented by a lot of people who knew and loved Heidi. The URL is http://bbs.tastytronic.net/ and the thread you want to look at is “Purist Cinnamongirl Jolly Ranchers.”  There are tons of posts on there about her, written by her friends and family. Once again, I’m sorry to have to give you this news. Take care, Adam


Thank you, Adam. I’m not quite sure where you’re replying from, Xanga or someone else but I really appreciate it.

I never met her but wish I did (I thought it would happen eventually). It was through our Xanga pages that we met when she had her cinnamongirl78 blog. At that time I believe she was living with Hernando,  her boyfriend/fiance. Reading her writing, I was a little awed at how hard she seemed to love him. Then that broke down, there was a canceled wedding I believe. She started a new Xanga blog, GratefulImhere which I continued to read and comment on as regularly as I could. We chatted on AOL a handful of times. She always left me the most expressive, encouraging comments about my own relationship difficulties and struggles. I went back to read old entries of mine and her responses and have felt so sad. She was such a beautiful person. I was reading when she met Vadim and again she seemed to fall so hard for him. She seemed to be so happy. I think that maybe that she just felt too much.

So I know her well enough to feel pretty torn up and shocked right now. I wasn’t writing or reading her stuff much at the end of 2005 due to a move and new situation but I received this email from her:

Wow–all of that fun, and I’m not there to be part of it?  Damn.
 
I know this is a time of major transition and change for you.  If anyone can handle it–knowing what I do of you from your Xanga, your intelligence, our communication, and the crucial double-Scorpio placement in your chart–you are stronger than the average person by far. You can make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear, here.  To use one of my dad’s expressions.
 
Anytime you need to talk, you know where to find me. I’d offer you a massage as well, and I give great ones, but that’s difficult over the computer.  Stay strong, *****, and keep me posted on your progress.
 
Me

I don’t know what I sent back in response but I can see I did respond to it. Thank god for that. I started reading the thread you gave me (thank you!) and will work through it gradually. I can’t handle too much of it at once. If you have any other information you could share with me, I would like to hear it. (the one question swirling in my head is…, Why?)
Sincerely, ***** (the_ancient_undergrad)


Hey, *****. Glad my email found its way to you. It wasn’t too long ago that I found out about her death and was trying to get information from various sources myself.

We met in sort of the same way you and she did. Though, we met on a Natalie Merchant bulletin board. I sent her a play I had written, and we became instant friends. I have literally hundreds of emails from her…that I’m glad I kept. We ended up talking on the phone regularly and for long conversations. Sent each other gifts back and forth. Then I visited her in Chicago twice last year. Got to meet Hernando and her sister and friends.

Heidi was a beautiful person, as I’m sure you know, *****. She was so absolutely wonderful in so many ways. But she was also a very troubled individual. Books could be written about her messed up family situation, which centered on abandonment, drug and alcohol abuse, and child neglect. It was amazing that she was able to function at all.

One of the ways she did cope, though, was through drinking. She was very much an alcoholic. I realized this the first year I knew her, and then she finally realized it. She realized it around the first time she thought about killing herself. But shortly after, she got into AA and started counseling and got on medication. Another problem that she had was that she was bipolar. Or manic/depressive. She’d be absolutely fine one day and then the next it’d be like the end of the world. Then the next, she’d be okay again. You add all of those things and it makes for a potentially explosive situation.

It was because of this that her and my friendship suffered. You see *****, when she died, I hadn’t talked to her in about six months. We had been very best friends, I loved her like nothing else…but I was unable to take some of the issues that came up. I won’t get into them; all I’ll say is that we had a fight, and she said some truly hurtful things to me. So, I told her that I couldn’t be friends with her until things were different. Our communication ceased. I hoped that time would heal the trouble between us. One day I realized how foolish and petty our conflicts were; that I still loved her and really needed her in my life. I was going to write her and tell her this. A few days later, though, I got the email from Hernando about her death. Needless to say, regret and guilt has been a big part of my mourning.

I don’t know if you’ve found from what you’ve read about how she died. She killed herself. She shot herself with her dad’s gun. Why? We all have our hypotheses. Everyone who knew her. I like to think that I, personally, have insight that not many others have. Because I understood her alcohol addiction more than most. So many people she knew downplayed the affect alcoholism had on her life. But I come from a family of alcoholics; I’ve seen what it can do to people. And I believe that it was the main cause of her death. I think she had her mental problems that pushed her. But I don’t think she’d ever get to the point where she could kill herself unless she was drunk. Vadim confirmed my assumption that she had been drinking when he told me that she had alcohol in her system when she was found. I honestly believe that she fell into a bad place, and drank because of that. Knowing Heidi, she probably became very ashamed of this. Because she had gone so long without drinking, had done so well at keeping her life in order. No doubt she got into that drunken state and convinced herself that she was no good, that she had let everyone down, and that it would be better for everyone else if she removed herself from their lives. She wouldn’t be able to convince herself this when she was sober, I don’t believe. But when she drank…her negative emotions got the best of her.

And that’s really all I know about it. Most of it is speculation, but, notwithstanding the shitty friend I was to her towards the end, I really feel I knew aspects about her better than anyone. She often told me that she shared things with me she never shared with anyone else. Not her family, fiance, or best friends. I really wish I would have been there with her at the end…but, honestly, I don’t think anyone could have stopped her from doing what she did. She would have just shut me out like she did everyone else.

I hope that none of what I said has negatively influenced your attitude towards her. That’s why I’m wary of discussing the details of things…because I want people to remember the wonderful person she was. Not remember her for her flaws. Because although I knew about her flaws all too well, what I remember when I think about her is the great person she really was.

I hope you got to see some of this too.

Take care, *****. And feel free to write back if you want to talk about her further.

Adam

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  1. #1, for some reason I always thought your name was James
    #2, I am sorry about Heidi.  I read her blog when she was CinnamonGirl78, but I was just subscribing to too many and never did subscribe to hers…she seemed to have plenty of friends and subscribers at that time.  She seemed to be an incredibly intelligent person – VERY analytical. Again, I am sorry for the loss you feel and if any of her friends/family read this, I extend my condolences to them as well.
    #3, I attended the funeral yesterday of a lady who took her own life on Saturday May 6th.  I know her daughter through theatre activities.  She was 40 and left behind three teenagers (one was 19…and a Xangan, but I won’t post her handle because I’d feel odd doing so for some reason).  That service was an example of how one lonely person has no possible idea of how many people they touch.  It was standing room and lasted two and half hours.  Hearing stories people shared about their memories of her and seeing a few of the things she cared about on the altar made her very real and very alive.  Moreso than any other funeral I have ever attended, this one really made me think about my behavior towards people I don’t know that well.  Who ever knows if behind the geniune smile or gregariousness of a person, whether it is a friend, acquaintance or stranger (and so many people got up to say that this woman’s friendliness and outgoing nature was unparralleled), there lies inner turmoil, darkness, lonliness and depression.  “You never know what lies in a person’s heart, so never make assumptions.” — this I have heard many times and it was driven home yesterday and again when I read all your posts about Heidi.  So I find that now, more than ever, I will continually work on being gracious, thoughtful, friendly and kind to whomever I come across…because again, you can never know what that other person is going through.  Also, it made me think about those bad days we all have and jokingly think, it would just be easier it end it all.  My new thought to replace that occasional and fleeting thought is “stay alive one more day”.  Cliched as it might be, things DO change and its so hard to remember that when you are in the middle of a personal struggle.  *sigh*   Mostly now, I am concerned about the aftermath of this lady’s passing…I worry about her daughter.  In the long run, she will be fine, but I know how I felt when my mom died of natural causes (I was 19 and she was 40…same as this mother/daughter)… I still had my dad and a fairly strong support system.  I did not handle it well AT ALL.  The circumstances for this girl will possibly make it much more difficult…her mom made the choice to leave and the girl does not have a father figure from what I can tell.  Wow this is long.  No response necessary, I don’t want her to see on my site that we’ve been talking.  I just wanted to share my thoughts on the funeral…seemed appropriate.
    #4, I am so glad your work is going better.  I hope it stays that way and you don’t admit to any more mistakes.   So far I don’t think I’ve made any more goofs at my new job, but from your post I have learned the valuable lesson of context and about the fine art of not ‘fessing up immediately.
    Have a good one.

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  2. wow.
    I wish I had known….
    It really goes to show that within these little communities, you really can grow so close. My heart hurts a bit. We were supposed to meet like a few weeks after that post… her mom and I live in the same city. I assumed that she was just so happy that she didn’t have time to post… you know… too busy living. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
    “War On Drugs”By The Barenaked LadiesShe likes to sleep with the radio onSo she can dream of her favorite songThe one that no one has ever sung since she was smallShe’ll never know that she made it upShe had a soul and we ate it upThrown away like a paper cupThe music fallsThe only flaw in her detailed planIs where she wins back the love of her manEveryone knows that he’s never coming backHe took her heart and she took his nameHe couldn’t stand taking all the blameHe left her only with guilt and shame and then she crackedWon’t it be dull when we rid ourselvesOf all these demons haunting usTo keep us companyIn the dream I refuse to haveShe falls asleep in a lukewarm bathWe’re left to deal with the aftermath againOn behalf of humanityI will fight for your sanityHow profound such profanity can beWon’t it be dull when we rid ourselvesOf all these demons haunting usTo keep us companyWon’t it be odd to be happy like weAlways thought we’re supposed to feelBut never seem to beNear where I live there’s a viaductWhere people jump when they’re out of luckRaining down on the cars and trucks belowThey’ve put a net there to catch their fallLike it’ll stop anyone at allWhat they don’t know is when nature calls, you goThey say that Jesus and mental healthAre just for those who can help themselvesBut what good is that when you live in hell on earth?From the very fear that makes you want to dieIs just the same as what keeps you aliveIt’s way more trouble than some suicide is worthWon’t it be dull when we rid ourselvesOf all these demons haunting usTo keep us companyWon’t it be odd to be happy like weAlways thought we’re supposed to feelBut never seem to beHard to admit I fought the war on drugsMy hands were tied and the phone was buggedAnother died and the world just shrugged it off

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