help.people say therapy will help you. well I punched my therapist in the face. how's that for help? people say anger management helps. people say looking on the brighter side of life helps. what brighter side? people say that talking helps. that made me pass out. that definitely helped. -_-
but my help came from my friends. from their support. from seeing how happy or hurt they were. from me trying to help them. but from one friend the most. see I live in a shared apartment with my bestfriend and now happy to say my girlfriend. but this bestfriend did the most. he supported me but didn't make it obvious as if I'm some kind of kid. he told me not to do things but I did. and again without me noticing stuff disappeared. stuff like knives and blades. stufflikedrugs. please don't try read the second one. stuff like cigarettes. heck he even took my beer. but it helped. it help me realise that I should be stopping. he did the same with my girlfriend but he had less to take. he made us realise that we should go to each other for help. not to talk about it but just be around each other so we forget and build up more memories. better memories. and I thank him so much for it. but dude I'm your best friend and you had to tell me last that you're bi? seriously. I don't judge
