Just recently in January on the 14th, my BFF committed suicide. She was basically the only one I had to keep me thinking positive and always knew something was wrong. I miss her hugs, her laugh, her boston accent even though we don’t live in Mass.
Me and her were both “depressed”, going through hard times in both of our lives. Except, the only thing that was holding her down was her sexuality and Bipolar disorder. I was being bullied and heart broken almost every day.
She was a cutter and harm, I was a screamer and a crier. Still am.
If only she was […]