Please don’t kill yourself. Life is precious. You are important to me. I cannot begin to understand the pain that you must be going through. But maybe I could or someone else could. Maybe there are better days ahead for you. Maybe this pain is only temporary.
How can I help? What can I do? Do you need a shoulder for crying or an ear for listening? I have two of each. If you go through with this without saying anything, I’ll wonder about the things that I could have done. Please let me be a friend to you for years to come.
This letter is written to no one in particular. It is a blanket statement of my desire to help those that I care about. I would never want a friend to pass thinking they were alone. You’re not alone unless you choose to be.