Depression Stories

GoodBye

Okay, so I had a best friend, like we all do, right? The one that you think will never leave you, will always be there when you need them, be like your rock, right? Well, this is what mine and Lucy's friendship was like. She was my world, my sister, my rock. Until I lost her last year..

We were friends all our lives, from the age of six months, when we met in hospital. I had complications with my birth and she had lung problems. I was bullied majorly in primary school and secondary school, up to this day still. And so was she, but she was bulled for something that she couldn't change, it wasn't her two mothers faults for being lesbian, was it? They were the best mothers I had ever met!

Last year, on January the 13th, was the most horrible day of my entire life. It was a bad day at school for me, the usual bullying and stuff.. When I got home, I messaged her, like normal. But something was different that day, usually she messages me straight away no matter what she's doing, but this time she took 20 minutes to reply. At first, I thought nothing of it, until I got this message..

'Hey buttercup, I won't be able to talk much to you anymore, after being friends with you for just over 14 years, our friendship has to come to an end, I'm so sorry I have to break all my promises that I made to you, I'm sorry I'm strong enough to hold on.. I just can't anymore.. I'm too tired to carry on.. I'm so sorry.. Goodbye buttercup, I love you sis'

I knew exactly what this meant, I didn't bother replying though. I got my shoes on and I ran out of my front door, all the way to her house, which wasn't that far, I had tears streaming down my face, I fell over multiple times, but I didn't stop till I reached her house.

When I got there, her front door was unlocked, there was no one in, no noises coming from any of the rooms, I ran through the whole house until I found one door locked.. her bedroom. I couldn't get in! So in the end I had to go into her kitchen and grab her hammer from her bits and bobs cupboard, and I smashed her door when I got into her room, it was horrible.. she just hanging there.. lifeless, her wrists were cut apart along with her.. neck. I couldn't breathe. But I had to ring her parents as well as the ambulance.

Do you know how hard it is to tell someone's mother that their baby's just died? No? Then let me tell you, it's the hardest thing I have ever had to do.

I can't say much anymore, it hurts too much..

(not mine but all rights reserved)