My name is Mark from Georgia. On November 18, 2013, my daughter went missing and was believed to be abducted and murdered while on her way back to her off campus housing. The next morning when her body was found, her disappearance became breaking news, “Missing UGA Student, Rebecca Greene, Found Dead in Creek.”
Rebecca loved people and had a way of making those with low self-esteem feel like their life had value. She loved the beach, riding horses, and just hanging out with her friends. She strove to make positive changes to the environment. She convinced about 30 people in a local neighborhood to start using recycling cans provided by the city. She was working on a chemistry degree with the hopes she could better the world. She was like a snowplow, pushing obstacles out of her way. But one obstacle she couldn’t push out of the way was depression, and to deal with that depression, she turned to the healthcare community.
To make it short, in July of 2013, she headed off to college with a 6 month prescription for daily doses of Wellbutrin and Prozac. At some point in the fall semester, it seems that some of the side effects associated with these drugs began to manifest.
On the weekend of November 16 and 17, Rebecca attended her Phi Sigma Pi National Honor Fraternity retreat. Virtually everyone present shared that Rebecca was a joy to be around and was in a pleasant frame of mind. Early on the morning of November 18, before heading off to campus, Rebecca, for the last time, talked with her housemate, Allie, who said Rebecca was her usual self. A few hours later, she spoke with one of her professors after class. He later stated that she did not seem stressed at all; he was in complete shock and disbelief over her death. About 5pm, November 18, Rebecca finished studying at a UGA library, then texted her boyfriend to come pick her up; he texted back that he would. Then several minutes later, she returned a text saying, “Actually, you know what, I guess I’ll just ride the bus because I kind of feel like going for a walk anyways.” She even added a smiley face at the end of the text.
About 5:15pm, she googled on her laptop, “the fastest way to overdose.” With that information, she rode the bus to a store, just a 10 minute walk from her house. She entered the store and at 5:48pm bought several sleep aids. She made the short walk to her house, and for whatever reason, in her altered mental state, put her backpack under her housemate’s car. She hopped on her bike, and within minutes arrived at a nearby creek. At the creek, who knows what was going through her mind, a mind fully taken over by the suicidal thoughts induced by the drugs. She attempted to take all 80 of the soft-gel sleep aids, and then washed them down with a 12 ounce bottle of the liquid sleep aid Diphenhyrdamine. Eventually, becoming extremely drowsy, she made her way into the shallow creek, sat down, leaned back into the water, apparently crossing her arms over her chest, and let herself die. She lay in the creek all night and was found the next morning by a law enforcement officer. Her face was out of the water, and her eyes were open. She did not drown. Her body, being immersed in cold running water, caused her to die of hypothermia, but she was lured to the creek and murdered by these powerful anti-depressants. These drugs convinced her that ending her life was a good thing to do.
About 10 weeks later came Rebecca’s 23rd birthday on January 31, 2014. Our family along with 20 of Rebecca’s friends gathered at her grave. We each wrote a personal note on a helium balloon and released it into the dark sky. Before we did, we broke open glow sticks and poured them onto the balloons so we could see them float up to Rebecca. He boyfriend and fiancé Nick wrote on his balloon, “Will you marry me? You’ve got plenty of time to think about it.” He released his balloon and watched it glow until it was out of sight. Thus that is the story of the Stolen Life of Rebecca Greene.
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