Recently, the discussion about mental health awareness has been catching people's attention, or at least people around me. I don't think previously we cared enough to talk about what to do/where to seek help. Especially in the place i grew up, this issue was, how should i say this.. strange?
Talking about it from my own experience, i've never thought that my friend's problem had something to do with mental health, despite of the symptoms. Can't tell you much about it, but i could say i kind of blamed myself for not being more sensitive. I cared, but i didn't have much references to what i should do, what could i say to not hurt/make her feeling better. But anyway, i'm so thankful of this arising understanding about it, more people would get better help.
Anyway, the reason i'm writing about this is because recently there was someone i liked who passed away. I did not know him personally, but hearing the news was suffocating enough and i didn't even expect i could feel this much hurt. It was not the same level of sadness as having a family member/friend gone, but still, it gave me pain.. Many news coverages said he ended his own life and later found out that he had a depression - judging from a letter he left to someone. Though after all, only him & God know why he chose this, everything is just a speculation. In the end, i chose to not dig too much about it, i just let myself mourn & feel empty. I wanted to just cherish & remember him as a source of joy who carry around happiness (cause he was and will always be remembered like that), and thought he would like everyone to do that way?
Took me a while to not getting too much emotional every time his song was shuffled on Spotify - now i can listen to The Collection Story Op. 2 on loop all day long with a better feeling.
Farewell and thanks! You have given people hope and strength and We Love You Always!!
