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So it’s November again and one of the biggest causes I strongly support this month is Movember.

For those who aren’t aware of what exactly Movember is, it’s cause to support and raise money for male health issues. For those who have fathers, brothers, boyfriends… you’d know that men by nature men aren’t exactly the open up and sharing type. A lot of their issues are often keep to themselves.

Recently my best friend in Melbourne had shared some sad news that a guy whom we had worked with, Sam, had recently lost his battle with depression.

When she had told me, my heart sank. It stirred up a lot of feelings that I had laid dormant for almost a decade when I had lost my best friend, Aaron, the same way.

I had known Aaron since we were fourteen years-old and after a two year holiday overseas post graduating high school, he had come back a completely different person.
Only after I had lost him to depression I had learned that he had been battling it in silence for over a year. For a long time I felt partially responsible. I should have seen the signs, I should have spoken up about it or asked him to seek help.

Aaron was only twenty years-old.

This beautiful guy Sam was an intern radiographer, when I first met him he was twenty-three years-old. I remember the first time I ever saw him; he was immaculately dressed, hair done perfectly done up in a quiff and was wearing white shoes.

Our first conversation I had ever had with him was I while working a busy desk in the medical imaging department. He said, “Oh my god… who is wearing Gwen Stefani perfume?” I looked up at him and said it was me.

From that day forward he nicknamed me Gwen.

About a year later I had bumped into him walking the halls in another hospital. He was still such a beautiful person, always smiling, always cheerful, always friendly and he still called me Gwen.

I was deeply upset for days after I had learned about Sam. Sad for Sam’s family; his parents, his younger sisters, all his friends, his ex-boyfriend, everyone he had ever crossed paths with… how hard it must be for all them coping with the loss of their son, brother, friend, partner.

It is so surreal to believe he’s gone. He had such a beautiful soul, a breathtaking smile, an infectious laugh and one of the best personality I’ve ever encountered.

Sam, I am so glad that I got to meet you. You were always so nice to me and always had a smile on your face. You will be greatly missed and I will always have fond memories of you. I will forever remember the sound of your voice and your laugh. I miss you Samuel. Lots of love, ‘Gwen’ xx

Please donate to the ‘Doing It For Sammy’ Movember team.

Its been a pretty busy month and unfortunately there hasn’t been many things I’ve loved this month because its just been madness!
I promise to change that in December.

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