around this time three years ago I was on my break at work and received a text that a good friend of mine had passed away. It was a friendship I’ll never forget. It was the kind of friendship where you could talk until sunrise and sit in complete comfortable silence together. No conversation was off limits. I knew he was hurting inside, but you never truly know—slowly over the years he drifted from our friend group until we lost contact altogether. Mental health is not something to brush off. It’s not a hashtag on one day of the year. It can be uncomfortable as fuck to talk about and it can be exhausting to navigate, but these conversations must be had. It sometimes can even go unnoticed until it’s too late. Check on your loved ones, especially if you haven’t heard from them in a while. Let them know you’re thinking of them and that you’re here. Even if they aren’t ready to talk, one small gesture could be the difference between whether or not they wake up tomorrow.
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