Last night, I saw something that made me wonder why I’d ever considered suicide and angry with myself that I had ever tried– a look in my best friend’s eyes.
It was a look of trust that reminded me I have a responsibility to him and to the other amazing people in my life. I have a responsibility to heal, to stay around, and to stand by his side just as he’s stood by mind. We’re in tune, he and I, and I’m thinking one would be lost without the other.
I know I’d be lost without him.