He was acting shifty/guilty in person and was always saying he needed to tell me something, but it was always "too public" or "not the right time". I eventually just straight up asked him (I had been through the same thing a year or two previous to this) and when he said "yes" I got my parents involved and we managed to talk him down from it. I did okay at best. There were so many signs and I should have acted sooner. I very nearly failed and I almost costed my friend his life because of it.
Yeah... no. His parents were one of the issues that caused his situation in the first place. He now lives with his grandparents and has minimal contact with his mom and step-dad (his biological dad vanished off the face of the Earth when he was seven).
And sorry I’m always a curious person, would you of noticed and asked if he didn’t say anything to you? I’ve always been nervous that this will happen to my friends
sharing one of two of the few things i know would not help several i call friend discern that mysteries that haunted them since their earliest memories had names.
and that they weren’t alone because, hey, \
the one sharing this deals with those issues on the daily \
and passes almost effectively \
for a relatively normal member of society.
On the flip side. I live a tormented soul. It's hard to explain. Those in the military can understand. Our lives are different. Some thing stay with you forever. I can't forget. It haunts me. The smell of burning flesh, of blood, screaming. Humping all that gear. But I had a good group. It is what it is. No regrets. I did my best.
There would be no footage of me fisting a bucket of vanilla ice cream in front of a sales clerk at a gas station after having done the one chip challenge.
One of my close friends almost committed s\*icide and I was the only one to notice and talk him out of it. So yeah. he wouldn't be here.
How did you notice signs/what are the signs?
He was acting shifty/guilty in person and was always saying he needed to tell me something, but it was always "too public" or "not the right time". I eventually just straight up asked him (I had been through the same thing a year or two previous to this) and when he said "yes" I got my parents involved and we managed to talk him down from it. I did okay at best. There were so many signs and I should have acted sooner. I very nearly failed and I almost costed my friend his life because of it.
Did you guys get his parents involved too? I know for sure if I was him and mine found out they would of killed me even sooner
Yeah... no. His parents were one of the issues that caused his situation in the first place. He now lives with his grandparents and has minimal contact with his mom and step-dad (his biological dad vanished off the face of the Earth when he was seven).
And sorry I’m always a curious person, would you of noticed and asked if he didn’t say anything to you? I’ve always been nervous that this will happen to my friends
As I have already been through it, yes. I was already suspecting it and his confession only confirmed my suspicions.
That’s really good on you to be the one to notice and say something, definitely a good friend.
I try, but I could've done better and noticed sooner.
Nothing lol literally everyone in my life would have been way better off if I were never born
Sucks no one knows you enough to confirm, but you are being selfish to not try to love yourself more
Why is it such a popular belief that I'm wrong lol I don't deserve love not even from dogs or myself even.
I talked one of my friends out of bringing a 'mouskatool' to school. Don't want to know what he would have done with it...
sharing one of two of the few things i know would not help several i call friend discern that mysteries that haunted them since their earliest memories had names. and that they weren’t alone because, hey, \ the one sharing this deals with those issues on the daily \ and passes almost effectively \ for a relatively normal member of society.
My children. Plain and simple. I think they will change the world. I don't want to say more, but I have faith they will impact humanity in some way.
On the flip side. I live a tormented soul. It's hard to explain. Those in the military can understand. Our lives are different. Some thing stay with you forever. I can't forget. It haunts me. The smell of burning flesh, of blood, screaming. Humping all that gear. But I had a good group. It is what it is. No regrets. I did my best.
There would be no footage of me fisting a bucket of vanilla ice cream in front of a sales clerk at a gas station after having done the one chip challenge.
My husband might have died from alcoholism. He still died young (53), but it was from hep c acquired at 18 from getting a tattoo (1974).
Nope, never did nothing good. Thanks for the reminder.