I am sorry for your lost, i know the feeling when the phone rings and someone tells you that a close friend is gone (no sucicide though) when infact a view days before you spoke to the person.
My friend committed suicide...
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I am really sorry for your loss, you and your friend will be in my prayers tonight.
And my .02 to everyone reading this post right now, take this bit of info seriously:
I never talk about this to anyone, I have not even shared this with most of my really close friends IRL, but this thread made my heart drop when I read it and I feel compelled to say this-
Years ago when I was in highschool I suffered from depression. No reason why really, I was the ideal high school kid, played sports, plenty of friends, great parents, pretty much nothing wrong with my life. Depression just ran in my family and like a switch I could go from feeling awesome to feeling terrible. The highs were awesome, looking back I'd say these years may have been the best times of my life. The lows killed me though, I'd stay in bed, miss school, not want to even move for days at a time.
When I was low, a friend not answering their phone when I wanted to talk to them was the worst feeling you could imagine. This was 3-4 years ago, and still to this day, I could say the nights when I needed friends who were too busy to answer their phone were probably the worst nights of my life.
But when a friend answered, even if they were half asleep or too busy to talk, just hearing their voice for 30 seconds made me 100x calm.
I made it out of my slump and have been cool for a few years now, but only because I had good friends backing me up. I have been drinking and I don't want to ramble so I'll end it here. Answering phone calls from a drunk friend at 4am, hanging out with a friend who's been sick, anything...it might seem like the stupidest littlest thing to you but it might be the most important thing in the world to the person on the other end. We all just want to know that someone cares.
And my .02 to everyone reading this post right now, take this bit of info seriously:
I never talk about this to anyone, I have not even shared this with most of my really close friends IRL, but this thread made my heart drop when I read it and I feel compelled to say this-
Years ago when I was in highschool I suffered from depression. No reason why really, I was the ideal high school kid, played sports, plenty of friends, great parents, pretty much nothing wrong with my life. Depression just ran in my family and like a switch I could go from feeling awesome to feeling terrible. The highs were awesome, looking back I'd say these years may have been the best times of my life. The lows killed me though, I'd stay in bed, miss school, not want to even move for days at a time.
When I was low, a friend not answering their phone when I wanted to talk to them was the worst feeling you could imagine. This was 3-4 years ago, and still to this day, I could say the nights when I needed friends who were too busy to answer their phone were probably the worst nights of my life.
But when a friend answered, even if they were half asleep or too busy to talk, just hearing their voice for 30 seconds made me 100x calm.
I made it out of my slump and have been cool for a few years now, but only because I had good friends backing me up. I have been drinking and I don't want to ramble so I'll end it here. Answering phone calls from a drunk friend at 4am, hanging out with a friend who's been sick, anything...it might seem like the stupidest littlest thing to you but it might be the most important thing in the world to the person on the other end. We all just want to know that someone cares.
I'm really sorry to hear about your loss. I had a friend back in school, not really a friend, an acquaintance, who committed suicide. It was equally tragic. We'd gone for this school camp to a military base and it was holiday time for all those army men, there were very few military officers living there, and we were made to stay in the empty rooms. One morning, one of the military officers molested this guy, forcibly kissed him and all that. Ofcourse, the officer was suspended with immediate effect, but after coming back to school, the guy became a laughing stock. Everyone would tease him, when he'd had enough, he just hung himself from a ceiling fan with the help of a bed sheet. It was really tragic and I curse my self till date for teasing him the way I used to at school.
RIP mate, may god bless your soul.
RIP mate, may god bless your soul.
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Sorry to hear of your loss. I totally understand what you are going through.
My best friend killed himself almost 7 years ago and I'm still pretty crushed over it. We met the first day of our freshman year in college and it was instant kinship. We walked on the football team together. Hooked each other up with women. Ran money making schemes, and a ton of other crazy stuff. He was like a brother to me. He killed himself in his parents bedroom and didn't leave a letter which made things worse on his family and friends because we couldn't figure out why.
Sorry to hear of your loss. I totally understand what you are going through.
My best friend killed himself almost 7 years ago and I'm still pretty crushed over it. We met the first day of our freshman year in college and it was instant kinship. We walked on the football team together. Hooked each other up with women. Ran money making schemes, and a ton of other crazy stuff. He was like a brother to me. He killed himself in his parents bedroom and didn't leave a letter which made things worse on his family and friends because we couldn't figure out why.
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