One from elementary, one from high school and two from college. There are points when we talk about it and said we’ll do it together, the other one so unexpected.

I am kind of angry and jealous that they were able to do it while I’m still here living so depressed and broken all the time. I know the methods they used and still greet their parents occasionally. I am so sad that they had to do it. I am so sad that I’m alone now and will never have the chance to hangout with them. I am so alone and breathing so bad in this terrible pain everyday.