#Not An Update

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Ever had someone you love and care deeply for suffering from depression? I do.

She's my bestfriend whom I have known for years since we were kids...

She was once a bright and cheerful girl but everything started to change suddenly...

She became so cold...

She became quieter as each day passed...

I never knew the real reason why she began acting like that but I found out the truth the night I went to her house for a sleepover...

I caught her in the act where she held a razor and put it near her wrist. Her wrist was already covered in blood and I would be lying if I said I wasn't shocked...

She was crying that time I caught her...

Instead of running off, I stayed because I would never leave her even when she's in that state...

I brought her into my arms as I just let her cry her heart out...

It pained me to see her in so much pain and I hated myself for not noticing that she have been suffering...

She would always try to harm herself when she couldn't handle the pain inside and I was always there to prevent her from doing so...

I came to know the truth to why she avoided skinship and would flinch when I just barely touch her arm...

The night before I found out about her being depressed, she was sexually harassed by a guy who is older than both of us...

I was so damn mad but I felt helpless that I couldn't do anything to help her...

I tried so hard to help her but in the end I couldn't...

I lost her...

She committed suicide...

I thought she was starting to get better the day before...

She smiled, she laughed and even joked around with me and our friends...

She was unusually bright and cheerful, just like her old self...

But I never really thought that was the last day I get to see her smile and laugh...

I lost her and I wasn't really doing well for the first few months after her death...

I couldn't accept that fact that my bestfriend was gone...

When I could've prevented her from doing it...

I should've notice it earlier...

But the moment I came to realize, it was too late because she was already gone...

She promised that we'll be together forever and that she'll always be here when I needed her but she left me behind...

She broke her promise...

Our promise...

The promise we made together...

Depression...

It took my bestfriend away...


































And I think it's coming for me next...

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