I want to cry because I lost a friend because I didn’t say the right words every time I tried to help he shot down my idea or just kept telling me that he is worthless no matter the countless times I told him otherwise.

I finally just said I hope things get better soon and now he says I should have known to give him inspiration.

I can’t save the unwilling, I couldn’t save him, my ex, or my own mother, they have to believe that there is a light for themselves before anyone can guide them to it.