Someone at my school who I didn’t even know committed suicide and I didn’t think it would affect me but it is. It’s just dredging up feelings and thoughts that I’ve had personally and the person just reminds me of me which sounds attention-seeking I know. Anyway it’s weird because it’s really put a pall over my day and I can’t stop thinking about it even though other people have moved on and I don’t know how.
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I can empathize. I lost a friend because he kept deliberately operating his airplane in an unsafe condition. They called it an accident but it was only an accident waiting to happen. It was not until about two years after the “accident” that I finally saw the “accident” report and saw what he was doing so wrong. He is dead by his very own actions. I wept for him off and on for about 10 years.
I realize that I knew my friend and you didn’t know this classmate, but still, when someone dies and at some level we get why they had something to do with it and we also know that it could have been us being mourned it does hurt. It sure does.