The news came as a shock.
It happened one week ago.
I learned of the news from a former colleague who pinged me via LinkedIn.
My mentee was only 29 years old.
I still have vivid memories of when we worked together.
He had joined fresh out of college.
His manager left one week into his newfound finance career.
In a short 6 weeks, he was already on the chopping block.
I mean, how the hell can you expect some kid to learn a job and get up and running without any support or training.
The next part I will always remember.
I booked time for us to sit down and train together.
He broke down and cried.
He said, “Yarty, I think I’m going to get fired.”
It made me incredibly sad to hear this.
So I took it upon myself to train him.
And that’s what I did.
I also did it because I knew about his past.
He had also lost direct family members.
It’s extremely difficult to perform under those circumstances.
Why do I know this?
Because I went through it.
Depression’s a bitch.
To anyone who may be suffering, my heart is with you.
This battle is the most difficult battle of our lives.
We will fight it together.
To my friend and mentee — I hope you’re in a better place.
You will be forever missed.
From family to friends to colleagues, we will miss you.
RIP bud.
