soresoul
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Today I went to drop off a rose at a grave for a friend who commited suicide two years ago. She was a very good friend to me, I tried to help her though her struggles, but she made alot of bad decisions to led to her demise. So as I walk back to my car I saw her mom by coincidence so I gave her a hug. She looks at me and tells me she's misses her daughter but despise her at the sametime for how she ended her life. I offer to take her out and buy her coffee so we can talk, she said and cried on my shoulders.
I feel bad still although its been two years now.
I feel bad still although its been two years now.