A few days ago I received the news a friend of mine had taken his own life, the funeral was held before I was notified.
I’m sad. He was such a nice guy, and I really thought he was getting better.
I’m in a bit of grief, and it’s causing the voices to go haywire. They keep suggesting I do the same.
Which I don’t want to. I have a friend I usually tell these things to, but I’m scared he’ll just talk me into getting admitted. I don’t need that, I know it will get better once the grief passes.
But it’s hard to sleep. When it gets dark and there’s nothing to distract me, my head goes wild and I get all these voices and thoughts.
I want them them to stop yelling at me, stop suggesting suicide or selfharm, and I want to have peace of mind.
Kasper is dead, and I grieve for the potential I saw in him and the amazing person who is no longer with us. I wonder if I could have done more for him or helped him somehow.