Nick and I exchanged text messages back and forth for a brief time in late July/early August. Like you, Nick seemed interested in only a particular “type” of help. It seems interesting to me that people who voluntarily give up a warm, safe place to lay their head for the luxury of cosmetic surgery would be picky on the kind of people with whom to associate with — people who may not look the best, or have the greatest personality, but at least have a decent and kind heart and want to see him happy.

Nick’s suicide threat is nothing more than a slap in the face to every single person who ever donated one cent to his “Nick’s Tuck” campaign, which is nothing more than a virtual attempt at panhandling. While most people certainly do it never expecting a return, they certainly don’t expect the attitude of “This isn’t good enough! Goodbye, cruel world!”

Nick will realize what some of us most versed in dramatic experiences have come to understand: Drama is something best left on stage or in the movies, not played out in the “real world.” I hope, for his sake, he comes understands the value of working hard for something he wants and appreciating those who benefit his life by being there to help out once in a while.