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I am very sorry to hear about that. I can’t even imagine how you must feel. I don’t know if I can offer you any comfort but if you want to talk I’ll be around for awhile.

That’s bizarre. Why don’t you read it?

You can’t read it or you won’t read it? I agree that it might just help you to read it and see what was going on.

Deąth wrote:
i dont want to read, but i do…idk what to do… its never been read…

she wrote it for a reoson
it was ment to be read

when my time comes i want my note to be read

You should read it. If it gets too hard just put it down for a bit till your ready. But i’m sure your friend would have wated you to read it.

I’m really sorry about what happened to her, that would be horrible.

Deąth wrote:
i cant read it…

Deąth wrote:
ill read it… tomorrow…

Death is very contradictory!

I guess it would make sense to read it on that day.

I wish you luck though, i had to read my friends suicide note before too. It’s hard but it helps in a away too, even though at the time it’s painful to read.

maybe it will ease the pain

reading the note makes it all so final doesnt it?
dont push urself, it takes time, some longer and some shorter.
Prepare yourself though, uve had your note for 3 years now, thats a long time to be holding on to your ‘final goodbyes’, maybe some counseling or your own research on grief n loss will help prepare u, but remember, nothing really fully prepares us, so be ready for a rollercoaster of emotion, and have your support ready

Man Death, I can never imagine how that feels. But I think if she left you a final message, you should see what she wanted to tell you.

Just reading about it makes me feel so sad. I’m sorry that you have to go through it. But I think you should read the note.

i thought i had heard you talk about this before but i could be wrong.
either way, losing someone is hard, but do you really think the friend would want you to stay so sad about it?
read the note, and then think about the good times you had

Death, I am so sorry you are in such a situation. You have my condolences. I think it is time to read for you to read her letter. We will be here to support you no matter what.

hunni, if u really want to read it, take the plunge.
What is it u feel u need to be able to read it, what r u missing?
think about it, someone here might be able to help support u through it if u have an idea of what u need for this.
What holds you back from reading?

i think you should read it she wrote it to you for a reason its sort of like her last request was for you to read it. by writing that note she probably felt better about leaving so i think you should read it. make sure you have some support though it will be hard because as people have said this is finalizing it. however maybe some of your questions can be answered you can now start to move on after you read it but you cant unless you read it. we are here for you if you need us. i cant even imagine the pain you must have been going through just the thought of losing my best friend seems unbearable. i admire how strong you are.

Woah…

Death we are here for you man. If you need any support then just talk to us. If you cant then talk to your parents. Death is hard even for God. When Jesus was killed/hung on the cross even God turned his head for he could not bear the pain that comes with the death of a family member of a close friend.

omg… sorry. i cant possibly imagine how it must feel.. did you read the letter?? are you feeling any better?? i know this must be hard, i cant imagine it….

Oh look *cough* a distracting speck of distraction that makes it impossible to see how late I’ve answered this post. Oooooh, speeeeck…

On the other hand, I know /exactly/ what you are going through. I don’t mean mydogdiedhewasmybestfriend I know (which, btw, is true as well BUT) but I mean the same thing happened to me, minus like a few details.

My best friend and I were like twins that had been accidentally born to different families. She was tall and blonde and sweet and I was short and rough, we were two halves of the same whole. She showed me magic and faeries and love. She showed me how a bush could be a home, how dreams made up the sky, how light filled everyone’s heart if you looked close enough. She taught me to love animals, to love my family, to love the rain and the sun equally, to live in the moment and to always give my heart and soul into everything I did. I would like to think I taught her something as well, but to be honest, I don’t think I did. There was nothing I could teach her, that wonderful girl. While I was wrapped up in gymnastics and ice skating and dancing and cheer leading, she was reading books and drawing the most amazing pictures. I still have yet to see her equal in the arts. She taught me the art of words, mostly, and I still thank her daily. She and I, believing in magic and the supernatural, both cut our palms and exchanged blood, knowing that it was the only way for us to be true blood sisters. If one of us was sad, the other cried. If one of us was happy, the other would laugh. We were not only inseparable, our souls themselves intertwined.

Which brings us to the sad portion of this story.

I don’t know. I don’t know why, I don’t think I’ll ever know. I was in 4th grade, seriously, I couldn’t even /spell/ suicide, much less think about it, thank you very much.

I didn’t ever read the note either. It’s still in a box with all of her favorite books, with all of our memories locked up inside. The keys to the lock are on my wrist, in case I ever want to rub up against her again. But I rub up against her all the time - every time I breathe, I think of her.

Its because of her I’m sweet, I’m a writer, I’m superstitious. And while the pain fades, she never does.

wow omg i havnt been on in a while…..

i never knew… im so sorry hun! thats really tough… especially since you were there… i dont even know what to say. wow.

tbh i dont know if i could read the letter either… its tough. just leave it til youre ready. ill talk to you later okay? bye xoxoox

we are always in a rush to the end. everything that hurts makes us want to run faster to death. i myself have no happyness in me at all. jest pain, regret, hartake. im jest to lazy to care enuff to go to my end. in a way i jest want to live forever yet i want to die.