
I care for all my friends deeply. I try to be there for them. Sometimes it's in their darkest times of need. Depression, as familiar as I am with it, always tends to be the most tiring of issues. It's weary and breaks my heart. Someone I know called for, what I think, what was meant to be the last time. I made some calls and he has been taken to the ER. His mother messaged me and said that he was being serious with the idea this time, and that she was grateful.
I shudder to think what would have been if I didn't call him back. Which I considered. I had every right to not call.
I just hope it makes a difference in the long run. People have to want to help themselves, and all the phone calls in the world can't help that.
Wanting to leave, yet staying anyway is what makes you a good friend.I confess I feel like a terrible person when I think about how much I hate the stress my suicidal friends add to my life, It's terrible to think of people who are in such a bad place and need support in that way. Yet I still find myself thinking about how I wish I didn't have to be there for those friends, and then immediately feel like shit afterwords. I always make myself someone my friends can come to and talk to and i love them all....but the stress, the worrying, all the what if they do it? How can they think of leaving everything? Keeps me pulling on my hair, I hope no more of my friends go through with it, I have only experienced one real attempt and I couldn't do anything to change their mind. I confess I hate the stress of worrying about your friends dieing, and hate that I have to have so many of those friends, ARRGH.
Wanting to leave, yet staying anyway is what makes you a good friend.
I've been daydreaming of getting bear hugs.
They sound so fluffy.
i like cats
He's not, that's all i feel i should say about it right now.Good thing I wasn't the only one who read that. God only knows the dude is bleeding to his death as we speak.