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I would have loved to say that Luke stayed strong until the end. I would have loved to say that he didn't go a bit crazy and completely and utterly depressed. I would have loved to say that I didn't see him turning paler, skinnier, constant red marks on his skin reminding me that he was in suicide prevention.
Suicide prevention was bullshit.
It didn't prevent Luke from killing himself.
It didn't prevent my Luke from leaving us.
Society is bullshit.
Society is full of injustice and hatred that only cares when Luke was gone.
No one cared when he was alive except me, his mother and his few friends he had.
Society didn't give a shit until he was gone. They only cared about the ones who weren't seen as lost causes.
To me, Luke was never a lost cause but I didn't know what I could have done.
I felt as if it was all my fault.
I tried my hardest to make him happy but the therapy sessions weren't helping him either, just making him realise that people saw he was depressed which made him even more upset.
I'd lost the only person I'd ever truly loved.
I'd lost Luke.
Luke Hemmings committed suicide on 26th March 2015- drug abuse and excessive drinking of alcohol and toxic bleach.
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a/n is anyone else crying
~Teddy
