One of my childhood friend I used to play with committed suicide this morning.
I heard a really loud thud at the opposite the building where he lived. It was 4am and I didn’t think anything of it. I didn’t know it was the sound of his body hitting the ground floor. I’m so thankful I didn’t looked out the window,I would’ve had a panic attack. The thought of now knowing what that loud thud was is extremely uncomforting and I can’t stop shaking,I don’t know how to explain how I feel. It feels unreal.
My dad told me the news since it’s now circulating through the neighborhood. Message your friends and ask them if they’re okay. Depression is not a joke. He was such a funny guy. I am unbelievably shaken.
