At first it was all amazing. You didn't have a care in the world and you were so happy. So we thought. You said you were over her. You said you weren't gonna do anything stupid. You said so many things, even if you didn't talk much. But you talked to me. We video chatted too. You were like my older brother. The one I looked up to for advice and when I got bullied...to let me know it'd be alright...that'd it would get better. You did. You told me everyday not to worry about it. I told you about my cutting and recent ones too, and my suicidal thoughts. You told me to stop cutting. And you told me to be happy. Little did you know...I was like how you were. I had a broken heart. And since we were related we had the same mental illnesses. We both had depression and anxiety. Except my depression was worse than yours and your anxiety was worse than mine. You didn't know I had these illnesses though is what i kind of find weird. Considering the way I talked. The way I hid everything so well. Just like you. You hid it. You hid your feelings. You never got help. And I get upset over that all the time because I'm getting the help you needed. You were just so happy and quiet all the time. Just a normal teenage boy. Well not really normal...our whole family is weird. You were proud of that too. But we didn't know what was going on with you. You wouldn't talk.
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My Life Without You
Non-FictionSince you've left us here on earth we have all been miserable and a lot of stuff has went down. Like drama, family fights, lots of tears, etc. But if you were here life would be better and I'd be sane. But I'm not, I'm a nervous wreck. And I am happ...
