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Originally posted by The_Return
Thats really awful...12 years old, God.
Well I just got back from school. For those in other time zones, I posted this thread a little before midnight on Tuesday. So today was the first day of school after what happened. Let me explain a little first: My school is HUGE on school spirit. From time to time the student council comes up with CRAZY theme days that make no sence, and today was Corduroy day. The point being, of course, to dress in as much Corduroy as possible. On a normal day, people would have been decked out in Cords from head to toe, right? Today, I was the only one that really went. I felt really bad, wearing my bright green Corduroy shirt and my brown Corduriy pants, walking through the halls looking like a dumbass while people were sitting against lockers crying. It was a very surreal feeling throughout the school, nothing seemed...right. Even though I didnt know the guy, there were pictires of him around and I recognized him. My school isnt very big; you'd at least recognize everyone. He always had a smile on his face, he was always surroned by friends, laughing and joking around. I remember one time on the way home on the bus, him and his friends were having a pudding fight. By the time I got off the bus, everyne was covered in chocolate pudding; it was hilarious. I feel so sorry for his familly and friends....:(
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What is it with this week? I'm sorry, I'm feeling about the same way right now. Though I didn't directly lose anyone to suicide, someone very close to me who I care about more than I even know did...and it's really fucking me up in the head. He found out Sunday...she was only 23, and she hung herself.
I didn't personally know her, but I knew of her for a while. I just feel horrible about the way he's feeling. I mean, I wanna help so much, but I feel like I'm just bugging him when I try to talk to him about it. And considering the circumstances of our relationship, and the one he had with her, he's just uncomfortable telling me how he's feeling. I don't like that because I wanna be an ear for him, but I guess all I can do is be there for him, and hope he's back to himself soon. It's just breaking my heart with him like this.
Anyways, suicide is indeed a crazy, strange thing. It confuses people who are close to the one who commited it, and even effects people they never even met. I'll never understand how people can make the decision to end their own life, and part of the lives of the one's who care about them.