milkginger
“Ano passado eu morri mas esse ano eu não morro”
- May 31, 2022
- 43
Every Saturday night is depressing. The worst experiences I had on saturday nights, but i never forgot the saturday night my sister ctb!
I remember that particular day, I was returning from a trip, and she didn't want to go with me and our friends to that trip. And I remember that, at a certain point, I had an asthma attack, it had been more than 8 years since I had asthma. And I remember... i started to cry, I didn't know why, but I couldn't breathe and I couldn't stop crying. I suddenly started vomiting...
I didn't call my parents because I didn't want to worry them, I got home around 11pm and all the lights were on...
I'll never forget my oldest brother asking me not to come to our room.
My father was a doctor and has always been very serious and pragmatic. The last thing I remember is him saying that she was gone, and they need held my mother who was desperate and that they wouldn't let me in the room. And the last sentence I remember from that Saturday: "Talita killed herself".
After that, only confused memories.
And a suicide note to my parents and our brothers... and a long letter addressed to me. They were the sweetest and harshest words I've ever received in my entire life!
I never liked Saturday nights anymore.
I remember that particular day, I was returning from a trip, and she didn't want to go with me and our friends to that trip. And I remember that, at a certain point, I had an asthma attack, it had been more than 8 years since I had asthma. And I remember... i started to cry, I didn't know why, but I couldn't breathe and I couldn't stop crying. I suddenly started vomiting...
I didn't call my parents because I didn't want to worry them, I got home around 11pm and all the lights were on...
I'll never forget my oldest brother asking me not to come to our room.
My father was a doctor and has always been very serious and pragmatic. The last thing I remember is him saying that she was gone, and they need held my mother who was desperate and that they wouldn't let me in the room. And the last sentence I remember from that Saturday: "Talita killed herself".
After that, only confused memories.
And a suicide note to my parents and our brothers... and a long letter addressed to me. They were the sweetest and harshest words I've ever received in my entire life!
I never liked Saturday nights anymore.
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