I had a friend who stopped me just moments before I CTB, and I thought... well, I thought that was nice. They were really supportive in trying to get me to become better, and it stopped me from thinking about it for a while because I thought I finally meant something in the world. Then they left me because it turned out that I'm actually quite worthless as a person, so I'm back here seeking comfort in the idea that I can just die at any moment in time. Not too hard now. Feels bad when I lie to people that I'm alright sometimes, though.