Losing them anyway leaves a wound that never really closes, because a part of you will always wish you could’ve saved them. But they didn’t want that for themselves.
Watching someone take their own life after spending so much time trying to help them get better is a heartbreak that’s hard to put into words. It leaves you with a sadness that follows you everywhere. You sit there wondering if you missed something, if you could’ve tried harder.
If one more conversation would’ve changed anything. The guilt n helplessness can feel crushing, even when deep down you know you did everything you could. You just wanted them to heal. You wanted them to stay. You wanted them to have a chance at being happy again.