one year. one year today since i lost him. nobody saw it coming. he kept it hidden all to well. but little did we know, ashton struggled with serious depression.
i can still see it clearly in my head.
*flashback*
i came home early to spend the rest of the day with ashton and when i came home, i couldnt find him. i looked all over the apartment but still no luck. then i saw a note taped on the back of the door. it read ;
"dear anna, i seriously love you so much and i know this will cause you alot of pain but im sorry. i cant do it anymore. ive had depression for two years now and my life has become living hell. countless hours of therapy and encouragement from the fans still didnt help me pull through. im sorry. im sorry. im sorry. i hope you live the rest of your life as happy as you can be and just know that ill be watching over you babygirl. much love. -ashton irwin"
i sit on the couch sobbing when i hear sirens wailing outside the apartment complex. i rush outside to see what happend and see a body laying on the concrete to the left of the main doors. ashton. i sit back on the ground and cry and of course blame myself for this.
*flashback over*
im crying as i scroll through twitter. seeing all of the #RIPashton tags sends me over the edge. i walk up to the roof of the apartment complex and jump over the edge without second guessing myself. "at least i can can finally see my love again" i think...
