I am lost in depression at the moment and I struggle to get through each and every day. I have friends to support me and I will be ok, but today I have to post. I have another friend who suffered from depression and he was a long time friend of mine. We spent most of our teenage years together and we were inseparable for a while.
This is my buddy, Mike Nelson. We used to spend the night at each others house. We sat up all night long singing our favorite songs, and Mike was a talented bass player.
This morning, Mike posted on Facebook that it was his last day on earth. He then put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
I would never do it. I couldn’t do it. I think he is a bastard for doing it.
But he is my friend, and I get it. Sometimes the pain just doesn’t stop, and I get it.