An Open Book
Happy Wherever,
Last year, two girls from my town hung themselves. One of the girls who had killed herself had once been a friend of mine. I knew of her struggles and how depressed she was. I wasn't the only one and our close circle of friends tried to help her. When she pushed us away and refused, it infuriated me.
"I'm depressed too! I feel horrible and don't want to be here anymore either. I would love for someone to reach out to me and try to help. How could she turn us away?" I thought harshly. I became mean and hurtful towards her and when I was hospitalized she was cheerful. My friends didn't know why I was in the hospital. They turned hateful and mean towards her too.
When Ryann killed herself I felt so horrible inside. I couldn't help her and I blamed myself for her death. I know that in the end she just wanted peace and I don't blame her for it. I know a bit more than most about her life and it had always been troubled. I still feel a pang of guilt when I think of her but I know she's finally got what she wanted and she's happy wherever she may be.
"I'm depressed too! I feel horrible and don't want to be here anymore either. I would love for someone to reach out to me and try to help. How could she turn us away?" I thought harshly. I became mean and hurtful towards her and when I was hospitalized she was cheerful. My friends didn't know why I was in the hospital. They turned hateful and mean towards her too.
When Ryann killed herself I felt so horrible inside. I couldn't help her and I blamed myself for her death. I know that in the end she just wanted peace and I don't blame her for it. I know a bit more than most about her life and it had always been troubled. I still feel a pang of guilt when I think of her but I know she's finally got what she wanted and she's happy wherever she may be.