i hope y'all are doing ok :( update: i don't use this channel anymore. i'm more active on my twitter. here's the link if you want to follow me: bit.ly/twitter-l1ttle-sal
I have a story. Back in June of last year, this girl and I met while I was at church camp. We really hit it off and became good friends. I would pick her up every Sunday morning and Wednesday evening for church. We would show each other our music and spend time talking about our home life and other things. I had finally gotten up the courage to tell her that I liked her on July 14th, and she said she liked me back. Our relationship changed from a friendship to something beautiful. We talked nonstop and she became very attached to me. We spent the next couple of months spending as much together as we could, but there was something that she wasn't telling me. I woke up on September 27th to a message from her, saying that she was being admitted into a mental hospital. I was completely caught off guard. Everything was going so great, but then everything fell apart. After reading that message I threw my clothes on and drove about 30 minutes to her house. She was about to leave when I pulled up and I asked what happened. She told me the truth. She said she had been dealing with depression and suicidal thoughts for the last several years of her life, and the night before, out of nowhere, she tries to take her own life. I began to wonder what did I do wrong? What could I have done to prevent this? I hugged her and her her as she cried into my arms. I kissed her goodbye, and she was admitted. I got home and told my parents everything that happened and everything she had been going through. And my father became scared for me. I told him the issues she was dealing with and he said that it was very serious, and at this age (18) I dont need to be dealing with that. He made us break up. But I wasn't done. I was always the good church kid who always behaved and never did any wrong. But I had had enough. I threw tons of my clothes in a bag and texted her foster parents, (she was adopted because her old parents did drugs and beat her), I told them I wanted them to come pick me up. I was leaving. I was going to be with her no matter what. So they came that night and I ran away. All my problems were suddenly solved. I spent the night at her house and slow danced with her to music like she always loved to do, but in the middle of the night my dad showed up. Of course he knew I would run away there. He had to drag me out of the house to get me to come home. The truth is, is I was selfish. My grandfather (dad's dad) wasn't doing to good and he could've passed away at any second. It was selfish of me to put my family through that while they're already going through so much. I got home and my life changed. I wasn't able to go anywhere or do anything. I had no phone. Nothing. 5 days later my grandad passed away. 20 days later my grandma passed away. And another 20 days later and my cousin passed away. So much loss hit me all at once and I avoided anything to do with my old girlfriend. I avoided the church we met at. I avoided my friends. But last week, I went back. And I saw her again. I just want her to be happy and not hurt herself and I want to be okay seeing her. Everytime I do, I get anxiety and I start shaking and I can't stop. She hides her pain and the scars on her arms so well and I just want her to be okay. If you could, please pray for her and I. Mainly for her. Protection. Happiness. She means the world to me still.
Pain as a Beautiful story and Real man will take a Pain For anything else for that best example...... I too undergone to these type Tquu for remembering....
I'm Brazilian and I translated everything on google translator, man I hope you're doing well! I lost my grandmother this year and I'm going through a psychological war I know what it's really like, I hope you're okay
@@Nekosan99 what's so funny kid it's funny to you that people might kill them self's it hurts you become depressed and then try to kill yourself what's so funny about that huh?
Giving up someone is hard. It’s hard to live your life, believing that you will be with the person you love, and then have its taken from you. It’s hard to look into someone’s eyes and not see the spark you did before. It’s hard to admit that they are falling out of love with you. It’s hard to try to stay strong emotionally because you don’t want to put anything on them, yet, they are the only support you have. Even that fact is hard to admit. You don’t want them to think you are weak. You don’t want them to think you are dependent on them, even though it’s the truth. It’s hard to reach your hand for someone and them not take it. You say “I need to have control of this. I should have control of this. Why can’t I? I did before. The stars aligned for me. Everything happens for a reason, right? What made the spark leave? I don’t want to think that this was just some teenage relationship phase in my life that one day I’ll look back on and laugh at. I have to know that this was real, but they’re fading. What can I do to hold it all together? There has to be something I’m missing. Something I can do to make it all right.” Relationships are complicated. Losing someone hurts. But I do believe everything DOES happen for a reason. Even if you go through hard times… you will learn from them and grow and blossom into who you’re meant to be. You have a future, whether it’s with the person you love at the moment or not. You have a future that you can control. You can light your own path, but only if you are determined not to be knocked down. You have to get up. For your family, for your friends, and for yourself. You have to fight to make your future as bright as it can be. What other choice do you have? Die? That’s not an option. The future is coming, and anything can happen. Do not lose hope and do not give up. 😊
oh please don’t, you have so much in the future, i might’ve saw this too late, but if you’re still alive, then i’m so proud of you. don’t let that monster win, you are stronger then the monster. don’t stop until you win.
