| a little shell shocked I don't even know if this belongs here.
I met a very very old friend the other night, I'm talking primary school bestest buds. We were having a lovely conversation and started recalling the old times. Then came the horror. As we were talking about one friend she said 'its really a shame what happened isn't it?'
My best friend from primary school died in September. She hung herself, leaving a baby daughter behind. She was nineteen.
When I was told I was obviously shell shocked but, it was a night out so I tried to push it to the back of my mind.
I can't stop thinking about it now though. All those fun times we had together and then she stopped living and I didn't know. Nobody told me. I feel like I want to do something, visit her grave, see her mother. We were best friends. Yet it seems really innappropriate as I just found out and her mothers obviously been grieving for months. We also hadn't spoken for a long time, she was a great girl and I have no idea why we drifted or lost contact and this makes it feel worse, like I missed my chance to be friends again. I've missed her alot over the past few years, as I have done with many of the old faces.
But the girl I knew was so happy...she killed herself, I'm finding it really difficult to align, I mean because I didn't see her often and she hasn't been a fixture in my life for a while it also seems difficult to believe shes dead. I keep looking at the article in the online archives of our local paper and the whole thing seems so wrong, like it isn't possible. I can't believe I went for so long not knowing.
I'm sorry if this seems a very long and pointless rant to you but the situation seems so surreal. I can't stop thinking about it. My friends now knew her breifly and never really got on with her and its cruel to say but they don't care, its just more gossip. My boyfriend is awkward talking death. I just needed to tell somebody. |