The effects of suicide on family and friends.
Dear little brother, you are so annoying sometimes. I know, that’s kinda your job. But we’re adults (sorta).
He’s that kind of person who just complaints about everything I do! I’m just going about my day and he nit-picks ‘quirks’ and turns them into something ugly. “Why do you do that?” <- basically this, all the freaking time
I have clouds over my head enough as it is and you’re adding towards an comfortable space that I have build, with just misery.
Tough to admit, that I hate that trait about you. Maybe with happiness comes a different view on life for ya.