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A friend of mine tried to kill himself today. He hanged himself and one of his roommates found him and rushed him to the hospital but he still hasn't regained consciousness. They don't even know the extent of the brain damage yet because he's not stable. He had problems with depression, and he tried to kill himself long before I met him but lately he seemed like he was doing fine. There was no note, and neither of his roommates was around today so they don't know if something happened to set him off.
I'm still in shock. It's like I can't believe it. Won't believe it. Not until I see him, with all the tubes and machines. He is only 20. And a genius. He could be the greatest author and philosopher of his generation. And it makes me so fucking angry that he would throw it all away. That he would take himself away from his family and friends.
I pray to god, Jesus, Allah, Buddha, any and every god: let him wake up. Let him wake up and be himself. I just want to tell him I love him.
I'm still in shock. It's like I can't believe it. Won't believe it. Not until I see him, with all the tubes and machines. He is only 20. And a genius. He could be the greatest author and philosopher of his generation. And it makes me so fucking angry that he would throw it all away. That he would take himself away from his family and friends.
I pray to god, Jesus, Allah, Buddha, any and every god: let him wake up. Let him wake up and be himself. I just want to tell him I love him.