My best friend was suicidal and he told me about it. I thought I could save him and that all he needed was a good friend. He was like a brother and I loved and love him. He killed himself and I can’t help but blame myself its been months but it weighs on my heart so I do bad things to compensate for the deed. People will tell me that its not my fault and that it was his choice, I cant forgive myself. My biggest regret is not telling anyone. My school puts up posters in my honor, how lovely. I stare my mistake everyday in the face. Im broken inside and nothing seems to help.