Uruma shun
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- Apr 13, 2024
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We both were were really alike. The way we thought. The way we lived.
The only difference was that he was better at expressing himself and was more daring.
He used to vent a lot about his mental health to me and to people on suicide support forums.
We both were trying to recover together. But I can only do too much.
But one day a certain user named "championgod" who started interacting with his threads.
Callong him emo, attention seeker. Good for jothigg under every post.
At first, every user tried to argue, called him heartless and edgy and defended my friend.
But with continuous chops. A tree is meant to fall down.
It was like a wave. Of hating on my friend. Of calling him names. Of calling him emo. Whatever he said was considered cringe.
I nefver did. Reassured him he isn't what people call him. But I knew better than anyone how affected he was. How hopeless he felt after looking at the responses.
Why
Because I was just like him. I imagine myself in his place and the only thought I had was to kill myself.
I slapped myself. Beat myselfc up. For thinking the worst for my friend but I guess the slaps were a second too late.
10 July 2023.
He made a post named
"a letter".
Where he talked abt everything that has happened so far. Everything that led him to where he was. And how he felt. His deepest secrets and obvious truths.
He didn't mention the person wo started it all.
But all he said was a simple sentence
"I hope I made u laugh for a good while."
And he went offline. No one knew what happened to him except me.
Everybody on that gc still think he is alive and coping and living with his attention seeking posts.
He called me right after posting it.
"The only thing I don't regret, is having you as a friend. I will miss you. Even when am above. So never blame yourself and neer take the steps I took. I paved a path for you to be better".
And he hung up. I called him 109 times on that day.
Just for the cops to call me back 2 days later from the same phone.
They found him dead. Hanging.
And the last contact he made was with me.
They wanted to ask questions.
I felt relieved at first but the void just grew even bigger after I realised.
He died 6 days after my grandfather died. 4th July 2023.
And it is indeed a very weird yet amazibf coincidence. For me to find this song. As if. It was never a coincidence.
The only difference was that he was better at expressing himself and was more daring.
He used to vent a lot about his mental health to me and to people on suicide support forums.
We both were trying to recover together. But I can only do too much.
But one day a certain user named "championgod" who started interacting with his threads.
Callong him emo, attention seeker. Good for jothigg under every post.
At first, every user tried to argue, called him heartless and edgy and defended my friend.
But with continuous chops. A tree is meant to fall down.
It was like a wave. Of hating on my friend. Of calling him names. Of calling him emo. Whatever he said was considered cringe.
I nefver did. Reassured him he isn't what people call him. But I knew better than anyone how affected he was. How hopeless he felt after looking at the responses.
Why
Because I was just like him. I imagine myself in his place and the only thought I had was to kill myself.
I slapped myself. Beat myselfc up. For thinking the worst for my friend but I guess the slaps were a second too late.
10 July 2023.
He made a post named
"a letter".
Where he talked abt everything that has happened so far. Everything that led him to where he was. And how he felt. His deepest secrets and obvious truths.
He didn't mention the person wo started it all.
But all he said was a simple sentence
"I hope I made u laugh for a good while."
And he went offline. No one knew what happened to him except me.
Everybody on that gc still think he is alive and coping and living with his attention seeking posts.
He called me right after posting it.
"The only thing I don't regret, is having you as a friend. I will miss you. Even when am above. So never blame yourself and neer take the steps I took. I paved a path for you to be better".
And he hung up. I called him 109 times on that day.
Just for the cops to call me back 2 days later from the same phone.
They found him dead. Hanging.
And the last contact he made was with me.
They wanted to ask questions.
I felt relieved at first but the void just grew even bigger after I realised.
He died 6 days after my grandfather died. 4th July 2023.
And it is indeed a very weird yet amazibf coincidence. For me to find this song. As if. It was never a coincidence.
