So I’ve got to design and make a website including content, prepare a presentation for it and write a report about it.
Produce a 3 minute long radio package and edit 3 others.
Write a 1000 word feature article and a 300 word news story,
and revise for 2 exams all over the next week and a half.
It’ll be alright. 

They don’t realise how different the greif is compared to a death. It leaves innocent people feeling like murderers, maybe something could have been done to prevent it? The fact is if someone is low enough to end their life it is unlikely anyone could change it but it still leaves the question of ‘what if’? The question that can NEVER be answered. How can someone leave so many things unexplained? Without even trying to explain or to fight to get things they lost back? All the questions merge into a migrane, a perfect partner for the sick feeling in the pit of an empty stomach. I hope your minds at rest now because no-one elses will ever completely be.
Funny how something so cowardly must take so much stregnth to do.
Then the anger can instantly change to sadness. With death comes instant regret, regret for not seeing someone enough, regret over the nasty things you said about them no matter how much this person may have deserved everything you felt towards them. Even after the hurt they may have caused, you can’t help but think back to happier times. Maybe over time you could have forgiven them? But they’ve taken their only chance away now so again no-one can be sure.

No matter how selfish suicide is you can’t help feeling sad that person thought taking their own life was their only option and how alone they must have felt. It’s the only thing a human can do to themselves that can’t be changed or completely forgiven.

If things were that bad why not fight for your happiness instead of giving up? If you were going to die anyway surely you would have nothing to lose? Perhaps if you tried, your life and a lot of hurt could have been spared.
R.I.P x