DenizenOfTheDeep
Ok, yup
- Nov 19, 2024
- 12
This is my first post ever on SaSu but I've been a lurker for a while. On Halloween I saw a post from a girl whose username was SadMonster725, if any of you have seen her posts. She had just professed her love to a guy who didn't like her, and was feeling very lonely. She provided her discord username for anyone who wanted to friend her. I've been dealing with social isolation for most of my life at this point, and I have no one I can talk to about my issues. I finally reached my breaking point and I just felt completely empty and hopeless, unable to even keep up a facade anymore, which is why I started frequenting this site and then friended her. For the first time I just vented everything, and she did the same. I finally felt listened to for once, unlike with all these people irl who just give the same automated bs hopeful reply. We grew close very very quickly, and spent all day texting, going to sleep late and waking up early just to continue texting. I started to feel a lot better, but she only got worse. She had a much rougher life than mine, and I guess she was beyond the point of saving. The only person she had left in her life was me. One night she texted me that she was desperate to call someone, asking if we could talk. I saw the message 5 minutes later and texted her back, telling her she could call me when she was ready and I would pick up. 30 minutes later and I realized she still hadn't called. At that point I immediately called her. She didn't pick up. I sent a lot of messages but she didn't reply. The next day I opened my phone and she had sent me one message at 3:00am. "Sorry I missed your call. I am in the hospital because I was brought here by the police in handcuffs after being tackled to the ground for trying to jump to my death. I was kicked out of the place I was staying at, so...I feel so lost RN." That was the last message she ever sent me. The more time that goes on the more I think she tried again and succeeded. I don't blame myself for this, but I do feel horrible about not being there for her when she needed me the most. I could have talked to her while she was trying to jump. I could have told her how much I cared about her, and how I will always cherish my memories of her. I didn't know her for long at all, but I guess the length of time knowing someone does not matter compared to the quality of time spent together when it comes to forming a bond