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I cannot understand why

Life can be hard. Life can be cruel. Illness can take up a lot, but I can not understand why someone who has so many people who love & care about them will not reach out and ask for help. Mental illness is not seen as it was 20 years, even 10 years ago. I do not understand the stigma behind mental illness and someones complete disregard for life, especially when they have so much to live for.
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It's not always so easy, I thought of sharing a story, I hoped it would be touching, and I'm not saying I don't have issues, I do, but more the blurry lines of when someone seeks help. One time, I was there watching my ex on a vacation as exes together her stabbing herself again and again with her first uncontrollably. I knew to wait. I knew her episode of PTSD and what happened before she really didn't want to feel happen. Yet I probably had more stuggles than her at the time.

I found it curious I knew how just to be there for her. Now obviously more distressed than me other my distress of watching her. I waited, I knew no one could reach her. I felt for her, while we loved each other and understanding this was our maybe last chance together to heal, I could feel that weighing on her.

Her words a month before, and I did have issues (still do), became very telling when I asked can we see couple's counselling together? Who knows who was right or wrong in my experience, but her telling me, it's you who needs help (I did need), I shrunk inside.

It's really hard to know when. So while it may hurt you to watch, understand they feel it more than you?