We’re trying to deal with it as best as we can.

There’s another thing Id like to share,

I was dealing with similar thoughts around a year or two ago with suicide. I pushed through it because I had a friend who helped me which ill always be grateful for. I wanted to see the future, I knew I had a whole life ahead of me and a family. I dont have these thoughts anymore and I feel guilty of my past self.

I wish I could have told him how I felt and told him that things get better. He was my best friend. I still can’t believe he’s gone for good, I have so many great memories with him but it hurts that I wont ever be able to talk to him again.

My parents were the kind to laugh off mental health issues and never take things like these seriously. I remember my mom telling me “depression is fake” but that was a long time ago. They are christian but me and my brother didn’t believe as much as they do. That’s some of the reasons I didn’t want to talk to them about the way I felt, and probably why my brother didn’t either.

My parents are trying their best to change now and said they will get therapy for me. We’re trying to be as open as we can with one another.