It’s pretty sad when I get on here and see this… My best friend since 5th grade. Its been 8 months.. 36 weeks without her. Nothing has felt quite right since the day she left and everyday I tell myself it will get easier in time. It’s not getting easier. It’s getting harder knowing that she is never coming back. Life is becoming unbearable. I still cry in bed at night wondering what I could’ve done.. Maybe if I wouldn’t have treated our relationship so poorly toward the end her suicide could’ve been avoided. I guess I’ll never know. All I know is that I miss her more and more as time drags on.