long story short on October 28th 2017 I lost one of my best friends to suicide. he was 12 and I was 14. so damn young. I just have a really hard time around Halloween. I didn’t find out until Halloween. we were supposed to go trick or treating with a group of friends. I was like “hey where’s Dorian?” and my friends had to break the news. my parents had restrictions on my phone and it blocked new numbers. so I never even got to see when i was texted the funeral info. I feel like I never got closure. I just miss him. I wish I knew what was going on at home. I wish I could’ve been a better friend. I didn’t know he was ever hurting. I know it’s not my fault but as someone who has been there so many times I feel like I should’ve known the signs. however I also know how well I would’ve tried to hide the signs.
it just really stings every year seeing everyone be so hyped for Halloween and all i can do is sulk and feel guilt. I know he’d want me to move on and enjoy Halloween and life in general. I just don’t feel like I deserve that. I let him down.
I think the worst part is seeing people who I know for a fact weren’t his friends talk about how great he was or how close they were. they weren’t. he didn’t have many people who he considered a friend. he was openly gay in the 6th grade, he was severely bullied. I can really only think of 5 people including me that I ever saw him be friends with.
I miss you Dorian. I hope you’re being a goofball and climbing the band room shelves wherever you are. I wish I could’ve seen you graduate. i wish you and your boyfriend got to get married like you two wanted. if there is some kind of afterlife I hope you’re happy and have finally escaped all the hell your family put you through.