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I lost a friend to depression still blame myself for this after 5 years.
He had moods, he used to be prone to sadness, slept a lot, smoked like a locomotive and went for walks with his camera. All the photos he made were in black and white, depressing cityscapes and dirty commieblocks.
But he was a good man, very caring and honest, always glad to see me. And then it hit him hard. No contact for a long time, my messages left on read, my phonecalls rejected.
I was torn between trying to help him and leaving him alone to figure out his sadness because he didn't allow me to partake in any of it.
I said some bad stuff to him all emotional, called him arrogant. Haven't had a contact since then.
Everytime I see a black-and-white photo I rememer him and want to cry. Everytime I drink a little too much I remember him and want to cry.
He's rarely active on the web, drops a black-and-white cityscapre once a year. Hope not being involved with me and in social media is better for him anyway.
