I'm going to vent a little.
So, two months ago I had this friend lets call him Bob.
Bob had a girlfriend, he loved her to death then one day she texted him and said she wanted to break up.
Well, after that bob didn't act the same.
That day changed him.
He quit talking to his parents and instead of following his dreams of being a start-up CEO, he decided to just server pizza at a local shop.
One night "Bob" called me at 3 AM and said he took some pills and had a gun to his dome.
So i got out of bed and just started to drive as fast as possible and I called his parents but it was to late.
Well, I've been thinking lately was it my fault, could I have stopped him?
I mean I have a shit ton of things I want to ask him.
Like, how did it feel to have your parents find you laying down in the bathroom?
Or like why would you do this.
I mean, how the fuck am I suppose to live with myself, the only thing I said is "You okay dude? There are a lot more girls out there for you."
But should I have said more things to him or what? I can't stop crying because of it. Like what am I suppose to do just live with my self basically killing my best friend?
Ever since his funeral, i have just keep thinking of him.
Has anyone gone through something like this? Please PM me if you have any advice.
I know people are going to say "You're a crybaby" or "Stop being a little Bitch"
Thank you for listening to my problems,
Nick
So, two months ago I had this friend lets call him Bob.
Bob had a girlfriend, he loved her to death then one day she texted him and said she wanted to break up.
Well, after that bob didn't act the same.
That day changed him.
He quit talking to his parents and instead of following his dreams of being a start-up CEO, he decided to just server pizza at a local shop.
One night "Bob" called me at 3 AM and said he took some pills and had a gun to his dome.
So i got out of bed and just started to drive as fast as possible and I called his parents but it was to late.
Well, I've been thinking lately was it my fault, could I have stopped him?
I mean I have a shit ton of things I want to ask him.
Like, how did it feel to have your parents find you laying down in the bathroom?
Or like why would you do this.
I mean, how the fuck am I suppose to live with myself, the only thing I said is "You okay dude? There are a lot more girls out there for you."
But should I have said more things to him or what? I can't stop crying because of it. Like what am I suppose to do just live with my self basically killing my best friend?
Ever since his funeral, i have just keep thinking of him.
Has anyone gone through something like this? Please PM me if you have any advice.
I know people are going to say "You're a crybaby" or "Stop being a little Bitch"
Thank you for listening to my problems,
Nick
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