Venting A coworker killed himself years ago.

[leavingsoonx]

So basically, he killed himself with hanging on a tree which is the way I'm considering over 5+ years later.

I wasn't close to him but at the time his suicide affected me.. I remember how I felt, "I didn't know you were like me." I wanted to kill myself constantly.

He was 17… I was 16… something like that… and now I'm older by him by so much… 27.

But when he died there were so many people at his funeral. So many people that cared. I fucking cared and I wasn't even his friend.

Why can't I let go of suicide? His death stopped my suicidalness for a while. And between his death and now, I've experienced some things that really have made me happy. Moments of perfection that have made me stay.

Now things are worse than ever. I've so close to attempting again, my last attempt this year, a few months ago.

I forgot about my friend for a while and now I remember him. I wish I could share this feeling with some of you. I don't know what I'm trying to say.

 

[Eternal Eyes]

My brother in law was the same, barely knew him yet pretty shocking when it happened. He also hung himself. I thought the exact same thing as you "I can't believe someone else is like me".