I send a quick text to Phil saying I'm sorry, then clutch the suicide note in my hand tightly. Shakily, I look at the gun on the ground in front of me and debate whether or not I really want to do this.
For years I've endured the pain and torment from others, suffering from their abuse. I've been told so many times that I'm worthless, fat, pathetic, stupid, a failure, and that I should kill myself. Now that I'm ready to finally do as they wish, all I can think about is Phil.
Am I really selfish enough to leave him behind after everything's he's done for me?
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Help Me Live || Phan
FanfictionThis is the prequel to Let Me Die. Dan Howell is sad. But its more than that. He's not just sad, he's depressed. His friend Phil wants to help him, but how can you help someone who doesn't want to be helped? TW: cutting, depression, suicide, bulimia...
