for fear that everyone people choose to need literally just leave and let us feel let down and disappointed.

You don’t just go up to someone and tell them to kill themselves. No one deserves that. No one knows what everyone else is going through, no one deserves to have fingers pointed at them and be laughed at and judged and told to kill themselves. We all have our own problems, we all have stuff going on that no one will ever know, we all have rough patches. Nobody is perfect, no, but to be told to just kill yourself by someone who doesn’t even know you is wrong. I think you have no respect, and that you’re a low life if you make things worse on someone’s life and push them to the edge of suicide. Nobody deserves to kill themselves, we’re all put here for a reason, a reason that barely makes sense at a teenage age, but why would anyone want to be the reason someone killed themselves? Why would anyone want to walk throughout their lifetime knowing when they look back that they are the reason that girl or guy they didn’t even know took a handful of pills, took a gun to their head, jumped out in front of car, hung themselves, or other traumatic things then have someone who loved them dearly find them like that and try to get through life knowing that they’re gone?

You don’t just go up to someone and tell them to kill themselves. No one deserves that. No one knows what everyone else is going through, no one deserves to have fingers pointed at them and be laughed at and judged and told to kill themselves. We all have our own problems, we all have stuff going on that no one will ever know, we all have rough patches. Nobody is perfect, no, but to be told to just kill yourself by someone who doesn’t even know you is wrong. I think you have no respect, and that you’re a low life if you make things worse on someone’s life and push them to the edge of suicide. Nobody deserves to kill themselves, we’re all put here for a reason, a reason that barely makes sense at a teenage age, but why would anyone want to be the reason someone killed themselves? Why would anyone want to walk throughout their lifetime knowing when they look back that they are the reason that girl or guy they didn’t even know took a handful of pills, took a gun to their head, jumped out in front of car, hung themselves, or other traumatic things then hand someone who loved them dearly find them like that and try to get through life knowing that they’re gone?