Desperado Bones posted:

gently caress it really hard.

I had to deal with a very depressive mother, who tried to hang herself but was stopped by my father and sister. She's sort of fine now, still gets sad, but hasn't had a low that bad like that one time. Then a depressive ex-, who confessed me he once thought of drinking insecticide. He was the one that acted the way you described, any word of support I gave was always taken with terrible negativity (Mom would drink,and cry, lost weight and didn't want to leave her room. My ex- would get very aggressive,sad,then believe everyone was being hurtful, and many times would try to hide it by being just funny). Then I had to deal with myself.

Once in a while I still get that little funny idea of suicide, it's tempting. Specially in the moments I'm feeling really down. I would go, and wouldn't have to deal with anything, and probably nobody would notice I'm gone until a few days later,because once in a while I think no one cares about me. Which is completely false,I have several friends and family around me,even a goddam silly cat,but it's just my brain being an idiot.

SO, I must say,Robin's death made me cry,hit me hard...because it's awful, and I can only imagine what he was going through in that exact moment.