TRIGGER WARNING: MENTION OF SUICIDE

So... my best friend almost really left me tonight. She said she was going to slit her wrists and swallow her bottle of anxiety pills.

I tried talking to her endlessly to keep her busy...

Then...

Then I told her I love her...

I got over my ex a month ago... and then the feelings for her I thought were buried came back.

And now I know the person I was meant to be with had been almost like a sister to me. And she'd been there all along.

Now she knows she can fight back against her anxiety and depression. And I'll be there holding her hand through it all. She can get better now. She's sure of it.

A tiny part of me will still always love my first girlfriend. We're still friends, and it ended on peaceful terms. Breaking up will never affect us.