hes still here. but i feel like hes
gone. hes getting help, i know. its just that i feel different now.
theres something about him that for some reason i feel that when he
returns, his once ear to ear innocent smile will have faded. i miss
him. hes changing me and i dont know why. i havent seen him in
about 2 weeks. thats all. i guess i care alot because this is the
farthest any person i know's depression has gone. i guess it
just shocked me and sort of snuck up out of no where. well.. he
knew all along what was happening but he did such a good job of
hiding it. to know that that can destroy someone inside. my finger
has been lingering above the backspace this whole quote but no im
posting to give recognition to the boy ive know for 5 years, gone
to his house everyday, played made up games with him, had 2 day
crushes on him, fought with, and grown up with. he may only be my
best friends brother but to me hes the brother i never had. and to
even think the same boy who made good out of every situation has
turned into the boy sitting in a behavioral health hospital for
people with eating disorders and suicidal thoughts in a matter of
hours scares me. its hard to see how it can happen to anyone and to
see that this might have been going on for months or years and he
hid behind a smile thats coming undone and hes exhausted. i pray
for him. i pray for everyone to get help before its too late. i
send him my prayers and thoughts and love and i hope that he
realizes hes not alone. i want him to be here again. but i feel
like hes gone.