An Open Letter

I had a couple friends just leave my place after playing Mario party with them. Hash Was sleeping on my friends chest while we were playing. And while I was getting ready for bed, I saw an Instagram reel about paddy the baddy talking about his struggle with suicide. And bringing awareness to it. And I remember how in high school when I wrote my suicide note, my friend K kept calling me and even threatened to drive up to grab me. I would have been killed if I snuck out or if I had to explain why someone was outside the house, so I told her not to, but instead she just kept talking with me until I felt OK. I remember I turned my suicide note into an airplane and threw it off the balcony, and I never saw it again. And I’m really grateful I’m still here.