Published June 16, 2018 5 Comments
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June 16, 2018 at 2:00 pm
sad but true, thank you for posting
Jara Koul says
June 16, 2018 at 5:19 pm
The suicide attempt of a friend of mine sent both of us to the hospital.
August 2, 2022 at 1:48 pm
June 17, 2018 at 6:54 pm
In a way, the dead have even more power to pull us down than they did when alive.
Alive, there was always some thing, anything, we could do – talk, hug, just “be there”; and sometimes there would be the little wins, the miracle smile.
When they die… nothing we do will ever make any difference, no hope of seeing them ever, no little wins, no way of saying “Sorry”. I envy the dead, wish I could join them.
valentino castro (hawking) says
July 15, 2018 at 6:40 pm
as someone with a mother with bpd i can feel related to this
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