https://medium.com/@LolaJaan/she-died-a-thief-b7af04e593aa#.357kqwi8z Her friend from high school died and this is what she wrote about her.
I learned on October 17, that the ladies of Immaculate Conception High School, class of 2011 lost a friend. Shanique Myers died of Lupus at the tender age of 22.
I remember how intelligent she was. She was quick and witty. She would say the most hilarious things in a ridiculously sarcastic tone. And I mean, everyone was sarcastic at that age. But Myers? Myers used sarcasm to lay her edges. Her edges by the way, which were slayed at all times.
She was beautiful.
She was bright.
She was confident and extremely hard working.
Her energy was light and fun. Which baffled many of us, since she had a very shitty personal life. Her mother and father both deceased left her to grow up pretty quickly. And then she had this precarious love-hate (mostly hate) relationship with her aunt, so her home life wasn’t a walk in the park. Her all around aura was complex, very complex, but relatable.
It was easy to relax around her. Which was what made her such a good thief.
In a high school like ours, the “have nots” were constantly in a sea of “haves”. As a “have not” myself, I know what it’s like to be lacking and be surrounded by persons who seem to want for nothing. While I didn’t agree with her method of coping, I could understand it.
As the years went by I gave it a pass. “She’ll grow out of it,” I rationalized.
But she didn’t. She didn’t grow out of it at all.
Now I can’t speak to the reasons behind her choosing to steal, but I honestly don’t feel like making excuses for her now just because she has passed away.
I wasn’t interested in knowing why she would steal from her friends over and over and OVER again last week, so I don’t see why I should suddenly muster up the interest now. She died a thief, just like Prince died androgynous.
I am sorry she passed at such a young age. I’m sorry too that she didn’t get a chance to right her wrongs.
Death is uncomfortable and scary for most of us. But life to me is far more revered than death.
I am not afraid to say what it is that people are thinking but are too polite to say out loud.
All these heroic displays of affection and concern do nothing for her. Maybe if they were expressed a little earlier while she could actually use it?
I hope she, along with everyone else who has passed Rests In Peace.
To those who are grieving right now, I wish you comfort and peace of mind. I pray time will heal your heart and ease your pain.