This is a pass it on kind of thing I'm sending around due to my friend's tragic suicide. The rules are simple, write. What comes to your mind when you hear the words friend and suicide? How about relative and anorexia/bulemia? Whatever you can think of, write and don't stop. Oh, and be nice. So, I shall be first.
Why does it always have to end on such a dark note. All life ends with death whether you cause it yourself, you come of age, you fall ill, really the list goes on. I used to see my cousin as a hero, someone who relied on no one. Now, I see differently. She needs someone.
I say, "Someone help, her wrists are bleeding!" I get no response. Why doesn't anyone see that underneath it all, she's still a humanbeing? Despite the harsh remarks, the stubborness, and the spite; I regret this but you all deserve it.
A friend is only a friend if they truly care back, which I don't think she did. She took Haley from her, Haley sees her as mean and a nuisance thanks to her two faced actions. Now she isn't eating, or she throws up what goes down! I can't do anything, none of us can because no one else knows!
Why does this shit have to happen to the good, yeah, I'm thinking of him. What didn't I know before he killed himself? I know some are happy that she is hurting, but do they know what lies at the end?
