#Everest is the epitome of you’re gonna go far by noah Kahan

[sincerelyang3l]

a little sum sum from the story

TW: Dark + Mentions of death

The weeks after were quiet. I’d at one point have found Lizzy’s insistent rambling about whatever her current hyperfixiation was at the time annoying, and I hate myself for that. Maybe it’s not her death itself that bothers me so much, it’s perhaps the guilt. Maybe it’s the creeping idea that if I’d done or said something different, maybe she’d still be alive.

Therapists have a funny knack for trying to deny guilt. “It’s not your fault” is a phrase I heard so often after her death, and for what? There’s no sense in trying to sweep the whole thing under the rug, and sure, maybe it isn’t all my fault, but I’m not entirely blameless in the matter. For months after I read article after article about how to recognize signs, especially in teenagers. There’s an art to the matter, and I swear, Lizzy had never made so much sense.