First off, this is going to be a long post and I don't even know if this is the right place to post it either. It's probably a little different to all the others here too.
A very close friend of mine passed away pretty recently, she was 24.
We had known each other for less than a year (met at Uni), but I thought she was amazing in every way. As we grew closer and closer, we started to share more and more about each other and became really good friends quickly. It got to the stage of both of us confessing that we had slightly stronger feelings for each other.
At the time we were both in relationships and neither of us would ever have cheated, we said that we'd like to be together in the future (both feeling a little distant from our respective SO's). We kept speaking after that too.
Then I found out that she had died of an OD. I still don't know if it was accidental or not. She had depression and was on anti-depressants, but I hadn't ever known that she was going to take her own life and I just can't accept that it wasn't accidental (I don't want to know either way).
What makes matters worse is that I was truly starting to fall in love with her, and I never was able to tell her. I have so many regrets about that and about so many other things I wanted to do with her that I will now never be able to.
I know that nothing can be done now, but my mind keeps wandering into 'What If?' scenarios, such as what if we had started going out, or what if I was able to speak to her just before it happened. I could have helped and saved her.
I'm completely heartbroken and my family and friends don't quite understand it. And if this is the way I am feeling, I can't even begin to imagine how her family is feeling.
Ever since I heard the news, I've been really really down and can't seem to cheer myself up. I've alwas been quite rational, so I know it should end eventually, but I just feel so useless and hopeless.
I miss her more than I could ever put into words. I miss her pulling me onto a dance floor and managing to get me enjoying music I didn't like, just because I was dancing with her. I miss the random chats I had with her and how honest and open I could be with her (never been like that with someone before). She was always able to cheer me up whenever I needed it most.
The only things that are helping me keep going are thinking about the good memories I had with her and the fact that she wouldn't want me to be like this. She'd want me to be cheerful and my normal self.
I've always believed that everyone has two deaths, one physical, and one later when no one remembers you. As long as Iive, she will never truly die, because I will never forget her.
I'm journeying up the country soon in order to attend her funeral.
I hope that all makes sense. I'm not even sure it covers everything.
I know that people will tell me that there is nothing I could have done, that I should just cheer up and move on, but it is so much easier said than done. I have had close family members die, but I have never been affected like this by someone passing.
I just don't know what to do with myself.
I could do with a hug from her.