I survived a friend’s suicide a few years ago.
That’s what it’s called for those of us left behind when someone completes the suicidal process.
|—||Edgar Allan Poe (via oxigenic)|
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My Dad’s Photography.
Okay, so this is a big deal for me because I said to myself that I would never take a picture of my cuts and publish it. But today I thought to myself: ‘I need to stop this’. So I went and got an elastic band and put it on my wrist. I then Googled, how to draw a simple butterfly, and drew it on my wrist. I thought for a long time on who to name it after, and I thought, I could name it after several people: my best-friend, my twin, Kellin Quinn? But I chose Logan, Logan is like the sweetest lad I have ever spoken to. I stumbled across his Tumblr the other day and I asked him a question. I was curious and sometimes curiosity leads to bad things but I tell you it has been a blessing this time round. He is unbelievable strong and I can’t even begin to imagine what he has had to endure. The last few days, he has made me smile and actually feel happy. I hope that at least friendship comes out of this because he is such a nice person, I think that it’s fate. So I thank God for that. I don’t care how many notes this gets, if any but if I publish it, it means that it’s out there and I can’t go back on what I have said.
I hope people take a leaf out of my book and join me in stopping. <3 It will end, trust me.