Hi, My name is Raven and I'm new here, and i read your blog...
that must have been really hard to deal with. My advice is to try to talk to that guy that wants to shoot him...comming from someone who has had someone kill themselve... they may only need to talk,but afraid to impose on you

My first love shot himself.
Then just a year later one of my good friends died over an overdose, then later that next yr my aunt passed away and i got to the hospital just one minute to late to say goodbye, then just last year, I lost my last real love.
Its hard for me to deal with now. In fact, I burn everyday for it.
I tried to kill myself twice. I put a knife through my arm once, was hospitalized and almost died.
When my parents were hovering over my hospital bed crying asking what they did wrong, i realized how selfish i was. My parents worked so hard to at least provide dinner for me for the past 14 yrs of my life that i had, and i disrespected them by taking the easy way out? Plus, I set an example for my little brother to kill himself too? What would my lil brother of done with out me to help him? My whole family would have fallen apart and would have no souls left after my selfish mistake. Thats just not fair.. my first love took the easy way out.. and look what he did.. started a chain of a waste of lives instead of choosing to live his own and make a difference in this effed up world we have to live in.
I remember when i decided to try to kill myself again, one of my cousins said,'if you are going to go ahead and kill yourself, thats your decision, i cant stop you. but all the people that are here, we are going to move on, and really live our lives.' i realized, i should be living life for the people I lost. I should pour myself into my work, find something i love to do, make myself feel better about myself. So.. I did.. and times are still so very hard, and yes i do think about killing myself everyday.. even on the happiest days. He might not ever get over it, but he can learn from your friends selfishness that killed her. He needs to learn from her mistake. He is still here because he has some purpose here. Tell him not to waste his only chance. Tell him the things he loves, tell him you know he loves the smell of his familys cooking when he walks in the door, or that he loves to play guitar or drums, or that he loves to draw, and that you know he loves warm summer air or that first run down the mountain, I dont know what he loves but whatever it is.. tell him, remind him how sweet life can be with just these little things.. because its these little things that people are going to cry over when hes gone. remind him of what he is missing here.Thats all I can say to help... sorry for your loss.
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