It’s been 8 years since it truly started. 8 years ago my best friend Scott took is own life. It broke me pretty hard as I never saw any signs.
5 years ago, my other friend died in a motorcycle accident. I didn’t even find out about it until a week after it happened and after the funeral. I just felt even more like shit about it because of that.
2 years ago in November. My fiance passed away. this is where I was at my weakest and didn’t think it couldn’t get any worse for me. 2 months later, my other best friend took his own life.
not a day goes by that I don’t think of any of them and I have my good days and my bad days. Today was a bad day. I’m afraid to meet new people and go out and do things due to not wanting to go through this anymore. I’m not suicidal by any means, but I’m sad all the time and I don’t know what to do to not be…