I met someone through a friend who was pretty chill. I knew him for about four or five years, something like that. I didn't see him often or talk to him much outside of social gatherings, but he was still a really cool guy that I could relate to.
He hung himself. Everyone was devastated, but it didn't hit me nearly as hard at first because I wasn't close friends with him compared to everyone else. Still, it sucked. Well, the viewing came, and I was absolutely a disaster. I was torn to pieces by losing someone I wasn't that close with. In fact, he is pretty much the only person I've known that passed away that had some sort of friendship with me.