Of how much pain I put people through when I was so mentally unwell.
I rung my mum in tears are the gravity of what I did hit. I’ve never been more genuinely this sorry until know because I just didn’t realise.
I now understand the complete helpless feeling watching someone in such a black hole, the only thing I can do I be there and listen. To try not to take the words personally. To treasure the person. To strong for them and to remind them they will be ok.
I’m not religious but I can only pray they can see there is light beyond the fog. That they are stronger then they think. And hope.
Because through my experience I know nothing I can say will make it all better, the person need to see that for themselves.
I can only do what I can do, I have support and back up, both family, friends and services
I seriously pray for this one thing that this special, witty, intelligent, loving, passionate, talents incredible human being can see how much they are wanted and loved and needed. And the world will never be the same without them