Becca

Warning: This post discusses suicide and may trigger. Our blogger felt that sharing her feelings might help others dealing with the same thing. 

I was on the night bus on a chilly Friday evening about two years ago, when my best friend called me from her office Christmas party. We chatted for a few minutes, gossiping about a colleague she had a crush on. She sounded like she was having fun. We laughed and chatted away about nothing in particular for a few minutes and agreed to catch up the next day for a post-party gossip.